An Ode to Thee would Shine in Splendid Language,
If Language were as Splendid as Thou Art,
But failing to Catch the Splendor of Thy Visage,
I Shall Stay my hand from making the feeble start.
For when those words profane Thy Beauty’s Splendor,
And cast a shadow to Thy Splendid Name,
Cursed be the Hand that wrote such vile stanzas,
For words could Thy Splendor Never Tame.
Yet if such Splendor could in mere words be Praised,
And Given Illustrious Glimmer by my Hand,
Then let this Heart filled with Thy Splendor’s Virtue
Be over Zealous in writing, Profuse and Grand.
Thy Splendor’s Might is All This Heart Does Know
And All by feeble Attempt, This Hand to Show.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Cindy Grundsten
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I enjoyed this, Morgan. I hope you’ve had a good day! Hugs, N ❤
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Thanks Ever So, Natalie 🙂 Hoping you had a Blessed Thanksgiving too~
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Morgan, this is absolutely gorgeous! Beautiful!
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Thank You Michelle, I stumbled across it while re-reading some posts and realized, when I originally had posted it (about a year ago 😮 shhh don’t tell!), that I hadn’t realized it was a sonnet. It so fitting for either a lover or the Good Sweet Lord, I though it most fitting for Thanksgiving 🙂
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Haha! That is so funny. I read it a couple of times trying to figure out if you were writing it for a lover or praising our Lord.
Very fitting for Thanksgiving.
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The Sonnet did its job well, then 😀
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Why of course!
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Reblogged this on georgeforfun.
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