My obsession for sunshine somehow seems to surface in most of my poetry. This SonNet is no exception. The sun even seems to have found a way to brighten every "online" day. Spending considerable time online recently has given me a new insight into the potential depth of relationships begotten "OnNet". Perhaps "Sunshine" and "Love" are synonymous? I do seem to have found the "inspiration" I need to do some extensive writing lately. I'm not sure why, but this SonNet just seemed to write itself........
A single star amongst infinity,
As one lone byte within an astro-net,
It’s light the beacon of our galaxy,
Its sovereignty our precious amulet.
With solar arms’ embrace about our world
A frozen snow’s transformed to diamond steads,
And motley Marching crocuses unfurled
Through snowy blankets cov’ring vernal beds,
A sunny heart within the tempest’s eye,
Lest scattered showers portend inclemence,
A glorious sun-drenched rainbow spans the sky.
The Sun’s our sentinel for sustenance.
Regale that Magic’SonNet, hears my quest -
How is the Sun now rising in the West?
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