All English Sonnets
The myriad tangibles, intangibles;
Innumerable, trivial, little things,
The words made by tiny syllables,
Acquiring subtle meaningful moorings.
Existence of a pebble or a straw
Is covenanted by a central law,
A well contested universal theme,
An infinite, all embracing general scheme.
And when they merge into numberless combines,
They merge by giving up their personal state,
And leap beyond their physical confines,
But still properties and traits.
No way, the human will or attitudes,
Can alter the pre-determined latitudes.