Transcendental Sonnet #549:
At Passover

From the full of the moon to when it is new
My butterfly will rest her weary wings
A time of renewal beginning with you
Your voice in my heart when the robin sings

At Passover you will take my name and be
Joined heart to heart with me at dawn of spring
A voyage piloted by the moon with me
In the solidarity of the ring

And when the moon rises it will be your face
Each night which I see shining down on me
Free of all restrictions of time and of space
Our hearts will be as close as hearts can be

Shine on Silkchen with the moon to wax again
Leaving waned to darkness sickness fear and pain

*~ ( + ) ~*

+Steven Curtis Lance

from Transcendental Sonnets and Other Observations, Copyright MMIV Silke LLC

Oh wunderschön;Einfach SCHÖN!

Thank you Steven for this lovely Sonnet.

I Love you~*

Silke


(*STILL cant sleep...... *)

Its so beautiful and i dont think Anyone, ANYONE could of done that poem the way your talented soul did!
Thank you so much

Loves Dahlin

Nikita