Sandrine Sonnet Cycle - Validation Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Strong is my faith, and each wraith from the Past
At last finds rest, repose from echoes old.
New virtue now rings true, and love’s repast
Draws light to life if all the truth be told.
Restive in youth, I thought all things I knew,
I once was wrong, long suffered for my trust,
Nor knew to take a different point of view.
Experiencing one glance I feel I must
Validate the story of my life.
A strange coincidence arranged our fate,
Inherent similarities, not strife,
Led to shared admiration, shan’t abate.
Language lacks the wherewithal to list
All Nature’s Talents, none the Muses missed.

28 October 1992