The Door is Red - Sonnet 58

O’ sing aloud, and lighten up the skies

Within the marble courts of sanity

And known prospects of what I wish to be,

To rest above, to wonder with my eyes;

If nothing more to be, there I will live

Among the seraphim and there complete

My longing soul shall be; if there I meet

The end of all there is, I could not give

Another moment there of more that was.

What do I mean? I could not say myself,

Because the meaning I could give itself

Is of a kingly throne, and to applause

The elegance is lost. Say more, or less,

And rhyme or reason will ordain and bless.