To try, to seek, to go, to learn,
to follow nought but enterprise,
and - with her gypsy heart - to burn
unbounded through a thousand skies.
See how she rests awaiting more,
some noble quest not done before;
a thrust of curiosity
does not compare with verity.
At length she cries for stars unseen,
so sick with longing veiled in cloud
as though to wear her dream as shroud.
A thousand eyes does she make keen
with glory at their fingertips
and peace aye ready to eclipse.
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Star Trek: The Original Sonnets
PoezieEvery Monday at http://wondertalesprovidence.blogspot.com I post a reaction to an episode from Star Trek: The Original Series. Thematically inspired by certain episodes, some posts have verses which I have adapted into a series of Pushkin sonnets. E...
