Sonnet 17 – my heart in hand

I watched as gracefully you stepped into
A door to far-off places past my sight
And watched as bright day turned to curséd night
For such is day without the light of you

I know you shall return before the end
That this great loneliness will someday cease
That I will at long last feel that release
Of your warm presence near, my soul to mend

But till the sun of that day crests the hill
And blesses all before me with its rays
I walk as one entrapped in a grey haze
And have no warmth to keep away the chill

By Time’s hourglass I watch the falling sand
Till you at last return, my heart in hand

Sonnet 16 – the halfway point

At this, the halfway point, solid I stand
Having traversed the rapids and the cliffs
And all the brambled cov’ring of the land
The wetted dirt and blinding snowy drifts

My thoughts turn to the journey yet to come
The veiléd mountain hulking over me
The second half of what will be the sum
Of one year’s efforts faced not fearlessly

Yet as the shadows cloud my troubled mind
And unmet trials start to overwhelm
The morning sun ascends with summer’s wind
And I once more stand strong there at the helm

For having come so far to this I know
There is no distance that I cannot go