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Disasters, Delights and Other Detours - 28. Two Summer Sonnets
After Rain
How different was the lightning riven night
from fair blue skies which stretch from east to west,
for pain and heartache mocked my youthful breast
with bolts that struck the promise of delight
to leave it charred and withered in my sight,
a barren place devoid of hope or rest
and me, exposed, no bower in which to nest
beneath the clouds that lowered from the height.
The years would pass before I saw a glow,
your dawn on the horizon growing strong;
in sunlight you embraced me, even though
uncertain was I of our morning song;
but you held fast so we in joy might know
the cloudless day to which we both belong.
Current
Sweet river flow, and let none question whence
those mystic waters rise and effervesce
to clothe both grove and meadow in such dress
as one might fault them for their opulence;
your sparkling current carries travelers hence
past promontories, points with no address
to cataracts the heart might fail to guess
must lead to waters silent of all sense.
One can’t resist the soft insistent force
to ease the swimmer in submersed embrace;
the eddy running counter to the course
might briefly let me savor time and place
where you possess my body sans remorse
to drown contented in your liquid grace.
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