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Sonnet for The Hero’s Return
The road I follow home is paved the same,
The smiles on passing faces gleam as bright
As they did once, before I knew his name,
His beauty or his magic or his might.
Unshaken, the familiar walls of stone
House comrades brave as they have ever been,
Yet as I lie in my own bed alone,
And think and think and think and think on him,
The road, the walls, the bed, seem harsh and small,
The grins of triumph curl towards cruelty,
For I have seen so far beyond them all;
They have not changed, but me, my mind is free.
The world that I once knew has gone amiss
Since he first cured my vision with his kiss.