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Bird, tamed, inherent freedom wings away
Existence, once beguiling, seems to jade
The sparrows’ chat disturbs the peaceful glade,
Hope wide denied, choice changes to obey.
Before pen falls find peace again today,
Excluded you could never be – praise paid
To Nature never echoes trust betrayed,
Heed inner sense intense, false fears allay.
Breathe not of care where you this sonnet weigh
Extracting innate homage serenade,
The poet’s lyre afire responds to braid
Heart’s comfort to art’s artistry at play.
BEtween THese lines read one must more adore
BEauty's THeme whose waves wash timeless shore...
© Jonathan Robin acrostic sonnet written 16 June 2007 Room without Doors
Jonathan ROBIN
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