Enjoy the sun light,
Wish not the night its time;
The sun its place so bright,
And the universe once more refined.
...
Humanity needs to know,
The times tempest blow.
Real greatness grows,
Secret swelling flow.
...
When to tell the truth
As important as what's right
Things to show in shadow,
And what in light.
...
Sonnet Lvi
Enjoy the sun light,
Wish not the night its time;
The sun its place so bright,
And the universe once more refined.
The present so little to feel.
Through sense perceptions the image's face;
Only imagination to the future still.
Mere memory the past grace.
To time the present is small,
Suffering only a moment occupies.
Memory telling its duration to recall.
And the future its limit supplies.
Pain long lasting, resignation befalls.
In the end ceases with the call.