"sonnet17"

oh, day moon upon night sky jet
pavaning sphere the dark will set
when wind does blow and bow does bend
the natural order does transcend
the blow does cause the branch to flex
as night to day will too project
no choice is there when nature bids
it wakes and rouses the seed lid
so it may serve its purpose through
and bend and flex when it is due
if only man would heed and learn
that `tis a path the soul will yearn
a rock in strength does stand and bear
e'en with a running river there~

dedicated to my alpha male from whom i
continue to learn the very depths of nature
`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
6jul06