A sonnet stirs, a rhythm to embrace.
Beneath the cloak of night, words take their leap,
Embarking on a literary chase.
With nimble verse, the poet's voice unbound,
Unveils the secrets of the human heart.
In lines of beauty, emotions found,
They weave a tale, a masterpiece of art.
The sonnet's form, a symphony of rhyme,
Fourteen lines dance in perfect harmony.
Each stanza echoes with a timely chime,
A testament to poetic artistry.
Oh, sonnet new, your brilliance takes us far,
Beyond the realms of ordinary prose.
In sonnet's embrace, we find a star,
A source of inspiration that freely flows.
So let us revel in the sonnet's might,
And cherish this poetic gift's rebirth.
In sonnet's presence, we find true delight,
A timeless verse, a literary worth.**