The First Syndesian Sonnet

Great Thunder roars, stones shatter; rent,
thorns scorched, dappled dim marks seared dark,
knuckles sable, erupting groans,
sparks soar, rage extinguishes slow.
will-o’-wisps settle eerily,
yon nestles sheens shined Dew whitened
diamond-dusted, drunken neither
Rum much, chance ephemeral;Light.
trembling grounds soften: nether
rupture, essence epiphany,
yet the eminence evades still;
like ethereal laterns shining;
gustful lustral longing given
not through opal-lit transcience.

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