The waters of the earth are heaven’s glass
We, in their calm reflection seek our own,
And, lost in wonder, think the stars surpass
The simple spark we hold of truth unknown.
The mind, its logic lost in paradox,
Requires ending to the questioned quest;
Confines eternity within a box
That, like a coffin’d corpse, is laid to rest.
No more than just a single drop am I
Within the ocean of infinity,
And if no Hand exists, who then can try
To separate the droplet from the sea?
The heart that rests upon the scales has sight
To cast aside the veil and see the light.
Sonnet for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge
What beautiful and profound thoughts!
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Thanks, Sadje.
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You’re welcome 😉
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This is so beautiful Sue 💜
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Thanks, Willow ❤
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The human condition, beautifully described…
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Thank you, Jaye x
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Beautiful poem, Sue. ❤ You make it look effortless.
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Thanks, Diana. ❤
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“The waters of the earth are heaven’s glass” How profound this phrase is!
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Thank you.
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Beautiful Sue xo
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Thanks, Debby xx
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A true reflection. (K)
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Thanks, Kerfe.
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Oh this is amazing Sue
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Thank you, Jude.
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My pleasure 🌼
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Very nice, Sue, especially the last two lines.
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Thanks, Robbie.
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Profound 🌼
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Thank you.
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Welcome 😊
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Truly amazing sentiments! “The mind, its logic lost in paradox,
Requires ending to the questioned quest;
Confines eternity within a box
That, like a coffin’d corpse, is laid to rest.”
Brilliant!! Your poem has an other worldly flair that I love. Those rhymes hit the perfect notes. ❤
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Thank you, Colleen ❤
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Wonderful Sue.. No more than just a single drop am I Within the ocean of infinity, so true xx
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But each drop matters:) xx
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It does..xx
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I love that picture! I think if you turned it, it’d look like a dragon’s eye!
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Yes, it does…
There are many such stones on the moors.
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