A Bolt from the Blue
Out of the blue, a bolt struck from the sky,as angels stood round in a ring of fire.
I clutched the glowing arc, and did not die:
but I bathed in its holy baptism of fire!
Together, we called down that lightning: I
reached forth, as infinity and time seemed still.
The shaft of power before our dazzled eyes,
felt dreadful, eerie, and beyond unreal.
But star-crossed child of lightning and the Muse!
What cosmic purpose has the Lord thy God
reserved for thee?—which only life can choose.
O destiny, so shape it men may laud!
The circled band of angels God has chosen,
on him their mark may be forever frozen.
Sonnet by Ngoc Nguyen
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Written on 2026-03-17 at 01:56
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