My rein wept when trouble smiled at me:
'You're mine! ', She said taking away my meal.
Years spent in tubulent waves:
Health's vice was on me as shower.
Wiles of the foe mocked me,
Honour even detested me.
'Silence made league with me,
Prime of my life: Absurdity thrill.
Rain of mercy then on me did he rain,
Adjusted all absurdity and made positivity reign.
Inward and outward joy proved it stand:
Since Yahweh had his outstretched hand.
Elation then had his ways,
Song of happiness erected a-new tower.
End of strife, penury would have come but not:
Saviour's will undo their knots.
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Ajosh sonnet...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem