Sonnet 4 : Escaping Scorpio.
I’ve seen the brightest stars on darkest nights;
Looked up and watched Orion’s hunting hounds
Follow their master surely ‘cross the heights
Of southern skies. I wondered if they’d found
In their rhythmic roaming, the peace I sought.
Do predictable paths and patterns bring
Solace to the soul? And was my life nought
But stumbling; avoiding Scorpio’s sting?
I found highest hope in deepest despair:
From darkest vales seen glowing white tipped peaks
Reflecting divine light. While dallying there,
I found the strength to climb, the will to seek,
The meaning that is mine to have by right
And claim your Love to be a guiding light.