Sonnet On a Journey
Strange what little things you find at the bottom of old boxes when you tidy up...Sonnet On a Journey Be still O rolling waves and hearThe happy telling of my love,And you frail craft that homeward steer,Let go the driving winds above!Now all you brethren of the sea,Stay a while and follow meFor what I tell is true and wise,It cleaves even stone asunder!Love is the light that tints the skies,Truth is love’s glorious thunder.And though the deluge rises high,It cannot drown a lover’s heart.Now to my love...