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Sonnet 160
by Peter S. Quinn - June 20, 1999
The forest of my being is all within,
Each step I go, I go with darkness still
And never hoping there to gain or win,
For I can't clearly see through dreamy hill.
The water lies in stillness and dark amber,
Nothing under there upon surface goes;
I know just in the house the foremost chamber,
It's the same, as ordinary life knows.
I have wandered, in a swirling like thought
About existence, where it must be going;
Though this in life's not what after is sought,
Each small notion is intensively growing
The darkish sky shall enlighten me soon,
What lies behind the ocean of the cocoon.
Peter's Studio
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| reg. id | 27624 |
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| title | Sonnet 160 |
| author | Peter S. Quinn |
| year | June 20, 1999 |
| lang. org. | English |
| vol. title | June Poems |
| copyright | Peter S. Quinn |
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