Now Am Conquered

Sonnet

Published on March 1, 2021

Now Am Conquered

Now Am Conquered

Sonnet

In what age or cycle began this our blessed tryst,
In what field of clash, arrayed on opposing line?
Whence swore I to Thee pursue in long time,
Battling each mundane hour in Thy pursuit?

In what wayward dream wouldst I have ever known
I would sing glorious paeans to any conqueror?
What fallen heart ever pays homage to its victor,
And bear its vassalhood’s sigil like a crown?

What fortresses hast Thou not breached within,
Through all my dullard reluctance and reticence?
Arriving in splendour and a subtle flamboyance,
Standing on my ramparts a beauty most benign!

But now am conquered by Thy divine design,
O defeat me ever and forever, O Paramour mine!