Triolet

A thousand suns my eyes did greet

Upon the languid summer sea,

As lazy waves caressed my feet.

A thousand suns my eyes did greet,

Its Midas touch – a golden treat.

I let my thoughts soar upwards free.

A thousand suns my eyes did greet

Upon the languid summer sea.

 

I let my thoughts soar upwards free;

For long they’d had me in their bind.

Long after day had taken leave,

I let my thoughts soar upwards free.

Again I heard that voice in me,

“Where shall I satisfaction find?”

I let my thoughts soar upwards free;

For long they’d had me in their bind.

 

Where shall I satisfaction find-

True happiness, that inward light?

I searched the corners of my mind;

Where shall I satisfaction find?

And lost in nature’s arms so kind,

I found the answer to my plight:

Where shall I satisfaction find-

True happiness, that inward light?

 

 

 

FORM: Triple Triolet

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