Oh dreadful sin of lust and growing strain <br />That from dark garden bloom in shading grays <br />And with you momentarily wistful stays <br />Like that of shadows one who search in vain <br />Oh blackish crow so sinful in its drain <br />This is not light in this so fainting rays <br />When lust has taken each one's feelings lace <br />And given you affection which is not plain <br />Oh searching soul with man's eternal desire <br />Why have you stopped to burn so bright and clear <br />Like a candle flame you flicker lonesome night <br />And low you crawl and never go on higher <br />When best of virtues could be with you near <br />Why have you lost you feathered wings and flight?<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-125-oh-dreadful-sin/
