Love

Through hopeless gloom and chill I stare, 
With icy drops on branches wet, 
No distant hills in sunlight glare 
My eyes, so dim, are blurred – and yet…. 
 
The rotting soil beneath my feet, 
And leaves that drip with winter’s sorrow; 
Like tears upon my ashen cheek 
Bitter despair that now I know…. 
 
My heart lies weeping, I cannot hide - 
Here I stand, alone, so cold; 
No solace for me my tears provide, 
Despondent now, with sorrow untold; 
 
Where in this world my future be 
If no love be there to comfort me?

My Heart Lies Weeping - A Sonnet