Sonnet Vii
I feel as though my soul came from your soul,
giv'n birth by some great miracle of God.
Though long have been the paths that we have trod,
we are at last together and made whole.
I only know I yearned for some high goal,
to find the heart I came from and the broad
soul with which my own soul could itself shod
and wear against the world. O, sweet soul,
I was from birth of you, heart of your heart,
and long I searched to find my way to thee,
to freedom from the world and all its smart,
to sure release from all captivity.
Ah, now I own it all, the whole, not part,
in you, my love, my life, my liberty.
Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, 1987
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