Sonett im Stil von Shakespeare
When life flows on, both gentle and unbound,
Each day reveals a game we’ve yet to play.
In joy and grief, our deepest truths are found,
A dance we tread upon time’s fleeting way.
The path turns steep, yet shapes our inner might,
As trials forge the soul in silent fire.
Like moon and sun that share the sky by night,
We rise and fall, yet always still aspire.
Each step we take, each memory we make,
Becomes a jewel that shines when we recall.
In love we give, in kindness we awake,
And grow through storms that dare to make us small.
So dance, and let your heart be ever true—
For life’s a gift the brave will journey through.
When life flows on, both gentle and unbound,
Each day reveals a game we’ve yet to play.
In joy and grief, our deepest truths are found,
A dance we tread upon time’s fleeting way.
The path turns steep, yet shapes our inner might,
As trials forge the soul in silent fire.
Like moon and sun that share the sky by night,
We rise and fall, yet always still aspire.
Each step we take, each memory we make,
Becomes a jewel that shines when we recall.
In love we give, in kindness we awake,
And grow through storms that dare to make us small.
So dance, and let your heart be ever true—
For life’s a gift the brave will journey through.
