Seen Through Love's Eyes Sandrine Bonnant After William Shakespeare Sonnet Civ Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Seen through love's eyes she never shall grow old,
As sweet she blossoms, mete she'll ever be,
Now fair among the fair, - their beauty, cold, -
Defers to her eternal quality.
Recycled seasons swiftly sink unseen,
Implacably defeated byTime's stealth,
No silver shocks shall tarnish sable sheen,
Enthralled, nine Muses recognize her wealth.
Breathless watch hands whirl discounted hours.
On one no second thoughts shall spin awry,
No change - enchanted magic - fresh she flowers!
Night turns to day, light's interplays defy
Age pride of place: one tender beauty may
Trap fourth dimension's interference play.

13 November 2004 revised 2 January 2022

for previous version entitled Seen through My Eyes see below

Seen through my eyes she never shall grow old,
As sweet she blossoms, mete she'll ever be,
Now fair among the fair, - their beauty, cold,
Defers to hers in depth and quality.
Rise and fall of seasons have I seen,
It's evident, though her Time's been defeated,
Nor shall decay add grey to sable sheen,
Ever round her Muses nine are seated.
But vain watch hands spin round each soundless hour.
On one no second thoughts shall spin awry,
No change - enchanted magic - still she'll flower!
Night turns to day, light's interplays defy
All aging grey, one tender beauty may
Trap fourth dimension interference play.

13 November 2004