Sonnet, Darkness Oh Sweet Fountain (From, The Lost Sonnets)

Darkness oh sweet fountain before this spring The night that washes ashore new delight, Hours in winter that still have more to sing In step by step lightless until all is bright; The unlock of tide's edge that depth will show Alone and between me and the darkness, The morning that comes with first of dawn's glow From oceans between - always new and fresh. In mornings to come - the new fragrance fire With freshness in air through late evenings, The graceful summer we all must adore When our hearts fill up with love and desire. Body and soul together again sings: How deep we're drowned by wishing for more.