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Sonnet for Helen Meyers
Childhood as stepping stone became the road ‘
all roads led to, ever-branching,
The future in the mason’s hands building a city
In the mind no wind could tear asunder,
A city where light feared darkness not,
And dark itself found light enough to claim
Its face from buried memory, see without eyes
What is never seen, only felt,
Where dream and fate collide, where conflict
Leads to restful peace within its own
Restlessness. Using childhood as stepping
Stone, you steered a course out of sorrow
Into the nets of a far-flung sea,
Nets of captive life that set the life force free.
Eugene Mahon April 9, 2010