All English Sonnets
Calmour is in-here, on this Earth,
The alternating darkness and light,
Are manifested in the day and night,
An’ here-in only occur death and birth,
And here is only joys and the perils.
The burning hunger and the parching thirst,
The wailing melodies or joyous carol,
The languid humiliation, happy burst.
But just beyond this life’s petty norms,
Is silence without bondage of the words,
And brilliance without shadow, color, forms,
No past or present and no afterwards.
And reigning there is radiance vast and bright,
Where soul can take its wingless endless flight.