Sonnet 1: The Quiet Harbor
When all the world is rushing to and fro,And digital illusions fill the night,I seek the steady, sympathetic glowThat keeps my wandering spirit in the sight.The city streets are loud with frantic pace,And every hour demands a hurried song,But in the gentle quiet of your face,I find the peace for which I waited long.Let seasons shift and empires turn to dust,And let the roaring tides of progress roll,In your calm eyes I place my simple trust,The perfect anchor for a weary soul.Though fleeting trends may alter and decay,This quiet love shall never fade away.
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