Davidian Waters, Sonnet No. 2

 

Davidian Waters, Sonnet No. 2,

Petrarchan/Italian

Passions overcome like rushing water,

the widest, deepest waters, in the world.

Overtaking all in perfect world-swirls;

giving such true depth, this lowly daughter

Suddenly forgotten all the slaughter,

in the depthless way of water as it whorls.

Finding at the bottom, a perfect pearl,

Swims off with it, a newborn sea otter

All effects of past fall off like autumn

once attached to branches now outmoded.

Leaves let go; circle off into the sun.

A hammer replaced gently, from loaded

Old and weary soul, shines like the young.

Smiling eyes, and thickened skin, eroded.

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