Copperfox
Well-known member
Thank you, Vanessa. You ARE going to be the first person to get a SECOND sonnet about you on this thread; but we need to let some additional folks have their first....
For Solya
So delicate and gentle, so replete
With goodwill and compassion, the desire
For harmony with everyone she'll meet:
This is our Solya. Oh, to think what mire
Of darkness and cold falsehood could have been
The trap of Solya's soul! But Christ prevailed;
The false gods gave way to the Nazarene,
And happily into His light she sailed.
Don't force her to reflect on harsher things,
On battles fought by sheer necessity;
She has her way to serve the King of Kings,
And her existence is a melody
Which angels may take up, and think it sweet,
As they, like Solya, bow at Jesus' feet.
For Solya
So delicate and gentle, so replete
With goodwill and compassion, the desire
For harmony with everyone she'll meet:
This is our Solya. Oh, to think what mire
Of darkness and cold falsehood could have been
The trap of Solya's soul! But Christ prevailed;
The false gods gave way to the Nazarene,
And happily into His light she sailed.
Don't force her to reflect on harsher things,
On battles fought by sheer necessity;
She has her way to serve the King of Kings,
And her existence is a melody
Which angels may take up, and think it sweet,
As they, like Solya, bow at Jesus' feet.