(Here's another poem I wrote. Since there's 20 lines, it's not a sonnet. The rhyming patter is easy, though - ABAB CDCD... Finally, it's in 'Iambic Tetrameter,' which means each line has 4 feet with two syllables each, and the rhythm is something like da-DUM da-DUM... )
Awake! oh Light
Adapting eyes, his iris grows,
Two pupils shrink like ships depart;
Asleep no more but still unknown
Where he shall sail or when to start.
One day he'll wake and know his course,
He'll learn the winds, the stars, the moon;
He'll shout with joy till voice is hoarse,
Unwavering through all monsoons.
But storms are strong that rage within,
And fright is doubl'd in shadows deep;
For shadows live where light is thin,
And fear when sown means darkness reaped.
If only there was Light so bright,
To guide his ship round rocky shore;
And scare the dark and fear of night,
Away from weary trav'ler's soul.
Awake! oh Light, and dance upon
The face of him who sings along,
Who trusts in One with life e'erlong,
With voice raised high in faithful song
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