Sonnet For The Lonely

O I perceive Love's last, forlorn traces Living cold and lonely out on the limb! Life's sweet lullabies and soft embraces Seem to have passed you by. Yet deep within Your pale blue eyes, I can sense the warm glow Of new possibilities growing, and Perhaps the end of your prolonged sorrows. Fleeting glimmers of hope, I understand, All too well. Yet, sometimes they can slowly bloom, Amidst this wanton world of mass deceit, Into bright flowers of sumptuous Truth. Despite your suffering, do not retreat Back into the darkest realms of ennui. Communion's clear light will set you free.