Sonnet for the Sea

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Daniel Piver, staff writer

The woeful song spoke only by the sea

Grassy fields shining in the summer sun

The small distant buzz of a tiny bee

When all is well and true, thy deed is done

 

Rustling leaves on a chilly autumn night

Sun reveals its fleeting face, thawing ground

The door shuts, blocking out all of the light

While hope is lost, it can also be found

 

White crystals, bitter, like the mind of man

Cold, piercing, sharp, like the point of a knife

The cycle returns to where it began

As the beams of hope return, so does life

 

Flowers blooming, a whisper in the earth

The world keeps spinning, despite its rebirth