T he aliens appeared from some odd space <br />R esplendently from nowhere legerdemain. <br />A much enhanced adroit immortal race <br />N o longer plagued by wretchedness or pain. <br />S erene observers here to watch the play- <br />‘C haotic Earth', a tragedy by ‘Chance'. <br />E ntranced, they ached in some forgotten way <br />N egated by their consummate advance. <br />D o we detect a wistful backward gaze <br />E scapes their ideal eyes in last ‘goodbyes'? <br />N o mere immortal knows the way we blaze, <br />T ranscendent passions are the mortal's prize. <br />A mid the fear of loss, pure joy is found, <br />L ove's paradox to which all life is bound.<br /><br />Diane Hine<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-transcendental/
