Buds in Fall contain a happy secretThey stem from supernatural consummationOf long-forgotten love, hope requickenedUnnatural or confused, disastrousYet altogether right and wonderfulThe miracle of two become one explodes into lifeTo which all living, dead, and dormant do respondThough leaves succumb to gravity’s callsAnd darkness often and more quickly fallsOur love waits, safely nestled in the … Continue reading A Sonnet of the Eternal Spring #1