These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Shakespearean Sonnet: "Conundrum"

How doth the day yet wander in thy will?
The wise man's folly watcheth thee to guide.
Betraying best, while calling sweet the swill,
from final Judge no place will cause thee hide.

The wicked man doth see no future Day
when all is Light, where clothing covers naught.
The lasting Master will thy sin bewray
at time when dullard's heart cannot be taught.

O, hear'st thee not the savior's pleading cry?
"Return! Return for I would save thee all!"
Unhelped remain'st thee in the by and by
as prideful heart would cause thee e'er to fall?

But Wisdom's heart doth fall on melting face
before the One, Who offers lasting Grace.

by Jay O’Toole
on August 25th, 2021