Sonnet of a Day Without Sunshine

Here I give you another Sunday Sonnet that I hope provokes strong emotion.

I THINK THERE IS A PSALM FROM EACH SONNET.
TEN THOUSAND MILES CONNECTING THE PHRASES
OF JOY AND SORROW, PRAYERS AND PRAISES
FROM A TONGUE THAT SPEAKS QUITE HARSH BUT HONEST.
TRAVEL THE DISTANCE OF ONE EACH MOMENT.
IT IS POSSIBLE TO WALK THE PAIN AWAY.
AWAKE ALONE I CRY. BEG FOR MERCY.
THE AIR DOES NOT MOVE IN OR OUT OF MY CHEST.
THE DAYS OF PAST PAIN AND SORROW ARE STILL
IN THE BACK STREETS OF MY MIND, HOVERING.
THIS SIDE OF HEAVEN IS SURE COVERING
TO TEACH HOW TO ABANDON THE SELF-WILL.
THE EVENING BELL CHIMES OUT FROM BELOW.
CALLING TO SEE THE FAIR VISTA FROM SOUL.

written by jori sams


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