Yahweh my Shepherd : Anne C Lynch

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Anne C Lynch

Sonnet. To ________

Ah no! my love knows no vain jealousy:
  The rose that blooms and lives but in the sun,
  Asks not what other flowers he shines upon,
If he but shine on her. Enough for me,
  Thus in thy light to dwell, and thus to share
  The sunshine of thy smile with all things fair.
I know thou'rt vowed to Beauty, not to Love.
  I would not stay thy footsteps from one shrine,
  Nor would I bind thee by a sigh to mine.
For me -- I have no lingering wish to rove;
  For though I worship all things fair, like thee,
  Of outward grace, of soul-nobility;
Happier than thou, I find them all in one,
And I would worship at thy shrine alone!

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Such beauty and eloquence, within this poem...A very wonder-struck look into life's and life's happy joys that can be expounded upon almost trans-lucidly.