Watching

A more traditional sonnet about being dumbstruck by the beauty of nature and thinking about your place in it.

I watched the soft light cherry bloom
fall slowly from the new sprung branch
And held my gaze so lonely groomed
To the glowing phase of happenstance

I watch the sun shine through the sky,
from behind the clouds so far away
and the tall mountains the sun falls behind
and somberly passes through time of day

I think about the slipping of time
slowly passing through my shaking hands
and about the ticking rhythm and the rhyme

which passes, unabated, to the dark night

Yet I gaze at the flower, and is known as afar
that the light through the petals, will melt into stars.

Author's Note

I just found this on my computer. I wanted to get it out there since I'm new. This one is more traditional English sonnet (I think). I'd really appreciate feedback!