Sonnet (2), on ‘L’amor che move il sole e l’altre stelle’

Out of the starless uncreated night
The universe began in wonder
In arching peals of cosmic thunder
And skipping scintillae of violet light
Forever in her joy I take delight!
She weaves my feelings, over under
From forgetfulness, her life to sunder
That we may overcome time’s splintering plight
For fate now spins us twain in subtle strands
The stars’ eternity is but a small one
Golden tendrils join and interlace our hands
Golden tendrils fast outpace the planets’ run
The planets with their frivolous commands
Our love abide and orbit like the Sun.img_0572-1

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