The Poetry and Prose of John Omniadeo

The Poetry and Prose of John Omniadeo

Monday, August 29, 2011

Love and Death Sonnet for Diotima

Some point out rightly all things joined are parted.
There’s no exception to this bitter rule.
So why pursue what leaves one broken hearted?
Why love, they ask, when Love's end is so cruel?
I’m tempted to reply, they've not loved You.
But I know well that answer won’t persuade.
Another fool, they’ll say, who fears what’s true,
Who lives oblivious to Death’s sure blade.
I am a fool. Let that be stipulated.
For only fools are granted to glimpse this:
In perfect Love, not even Death is hated.
His cruel cleaver also joins in bliss.
All things must pass. This truth brooks no exception.
But Life’s our wedding. Death is our reception.

Love and Death to All,

- John O.

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