Appearing hard as marble cracked by cares.
An alchemy of changing moods that squall.
The deliquescence of the masks she wears,
reveal the fearful face she hides from all.
The hurt that bound a tender soul in chains,
ingested deep within her battered heart.
Her purity delivered to the stains
of roaring sea and flood where these depart.
He smiled and caused the waves to rise and swell
and freed from all restraint the churning sea.
Though He had seen the evidence of hell,
His mind t'was set upon the goal to free.
This soul no longer drowned by evil flood
is brought to stately temple by His blood
I was drawn to your site, as one of my friends mixed up your name with mine recently :)
So here I am, and I was drawn to this write first.
Yes it screams, like we do, when we need deliverance from the evil that binds us..
Beautiful work
Love Ch'erie
This just screams one word, Awsome! Shakespeare would be proud.
an emotional, inspired, inspiring sonnet you have crafted--brilliant!
(((HUGS))), love, and Merry Christmas, karla. :)
Love Tinka
I am virtually speechless at the magnificence of this
deeply moving write!
The graphic gives added depth, but, even without it,
this would be a most stirring write.
Kudos, sweet lady!
Keep writing, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
sonnet with eloquent expression of grace!
Take care,
Sherry
Sandie May Angel :o)
M.Rose
Felix
Lisa