A Sonnet for a Traveler

[tigrflye]

Tonight, you pass through lands unknown to me.
The air of northern steppes now fills your lungs.
A stranger amidst foreign lands and tongues: "amidst" is the problem. Tasting? Roving?
a dreamer on the shores of the Black Sea. I say THE black SEA..a little obnoxiously.
Adrift to change your stars, you don’t agree
with hopeless fate. Five-thousand miles crossedI can read "miles" with two syllables cuz I'm from the deep south (my-ulls ) but it is really one syllable.
to tread in that lost sweep of snow and frost…
to find your wandering has set you free.
You used to say this world was far too dull,
that there was nothing new beneath the sun;
but now this globe you walk… you hail divine.
My God! The way you revel in it all!
You see the Heavens and the earth as one:
the whole expanse of space you sing a shrine.

ive come back to this poem quite a few times. So I like it. Worth a few tweaks. - jenn