Sonnet 370

Inside the human heart there burns a fire,
Dispelling darkness, showing souls the way,
Buoying spirits that they never tire
On their sweet passage through life’s mortal fray.
Fond visions shared are ever more the bright,
Harsh burden borne by two are less the more;
Dark sorrow twained is seeming more the light,
Twinned happiness like wings, more apt to soar.
The storied worth of joy is rare of one
As smiles begetting smiles are quick to show,
The living song of life more clearly sung
When harmonized in tender timed accord.
No greater gift to man from god above
Than hearts conjoined in timeless, endless love.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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