Sonnet of the Brokenhearted Artist

Young maiden waiting, fruitful future bound
Jealous they mocked her dancing steps, until
Her garden gaze laid waste to greedy crown
And demon cords her angel choir stilled

Majestic blessed beauty’s diamond eyes
Are shining lights to sign the way for blind
All follow her to find the hidden ‘I’
A child’s love divine without disguise

One day she met a man and fell in half
God warned her ‘love and pain together lay’
Their passion tree would cross its beams in black
The price of innocence she paid to stay

Now, Master’s grace cascades in tears from face,
Her broken heart opens her art’s embrace