All is done
And all is finally here
That none may leave his fate
When fate would take such form.
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David Emeron: Sonnets 
Reblogged this on smoothsolidade and commented:
very familiar to what i am feeling today
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Interesting…. These are quickly written introductions to their respective sonnets. I am usually surprised or blind-sided when they, in a manner of speaking, “resonate” with someone.
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…still blaming me for the ceilings falling in, aren’t you? Pure coincidence, I swear! Could happen to anyone…
(I’ll just be over here rocking in the corner.)
heh
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Remember that Jake insists that there is no such thing as fate. I’m sure he does… does he not?
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Hm….
I’ll have to ask him to clarify.
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I plan to have a long talk with him very soon.
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What a wonderful flow of emotion, tumbling into the darkness of fate.
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I am ever most perplexed, though I pleasantly so, when these hastily written introductions seem to live beyond their own moments.
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