Sonnet IV

If you can plunge into the sea you’ll find
A realm that’s ever-beckoning your mind
Surrender to the nature of your dreams
For through a troubled mirror freedom gleams

Such wondrous patterns life could not unfurl
Yet summer’s sunlight sleeps upon its curls
The simple scenes majestic to behold
Contain the hidden spark in winter’s cold

Do not get lost when hanging by a thread
And you will conquer where few dare to tread