Sonnet

Sonnet

A collaboration with Annahalle

See here a new and youthful garden be,

Where from the ground a single sprout appeared

in two young lovers simple, wild, and free

That know not yet the thorns that need be feared.

For as a garden grows and grows and grows

That fragile sprout that once was kissed by dew

must persevere when weeds would overthrow,

The fight for sun survived by only few.

So must these lovers fight through drought and storm

and dare to see their world all torn asunder,

their only light choked out by weeds and thorns

withered and frail laid waste before the thunder.

But weeds plucked out and garden tended well

gives strength to hope that only time will tell.