Genesis Replayed — Sonnet

Can there be anything as wonderful as your close family, I think not.

In your eyes the world is formed again. Stare I at the end waiting for your bloom. But no flower can compare to assume where you begin: And no season takes me as you do beyond the tomb:

Gravity has no pull like unto your gaze. Though them struggle to shade our time with dark, But we see beyond embracing against spiked haze, Returning affections shared renewing flaring spark:

Long as my words can be recalled: And souls will find simple beauty in their child, Yet not one iota of hope will be lost but enthralled And joy always restored found in wonder wild.

For all seeking shall find the burning tree called peace and love, For all who’ve sought in truth contain this pure light thereof.