sonnet #MMMMMMMMDCCCLIII)
I 'gan to hear Thy answer, LORD, and hence
Would see nor still be blind. Where that detail
Of vision is, don't let me stagger: bail
Me out and give me sight, no more pretense.
Twas Saturday we got that wealth which thence
Is well-nigh done: frae smoothie base t'avail,
To salad, whilst these crazy hours derail
My schedule til, head spinning, where is sense?
The Scriptures tell me what is, and bestir
Aught vision of lo, yonder; dreams undo
With folly where I'd rather know. In poor
Reply, wherefore am I 'non tempted to
Go back? Let me see far off, LORD. In Your
Light we see light, for all we wait for You.
04Sep24
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Author:
Chic George (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 5th, 2024 16:11
- Comment from author about the poem: Reading the Bible Tuesday morning as wont, it was like so many other occasions where He answers you before you really knew you asked. Ergo, this.
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Comments4
Great work !!
Thank you very much!
A biblical format, indeed. This seems quite old-school in fact and rings of the days when I read the Bible. In that sense it seems somewhat nostalgic. Nicely done.
A most resplendent
Sonnet I must say! 🙏
Wonderfully woven,
my pleasure indeed
to read today!! 😊
Best wishes 🤗 🌹 👋 Thad
Thank you very much!!
and the answer is ................
...still in the balance?
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