A Poetic Inquiry

I wasn't too fond of the Big Question I chose at the beginning of the year, I didn't put a lot of thought into it so my sonnet does not relate to it.  Instead I searched sonnets on google and picked one that I liked.

Beauty

Beauty is liberal as the heavenly air,

Beauty is boundless as the universe:

The waves of evil ponderously immerse

The pearl of good; beauty is everywhere.

Beauty is a devout a deep despair;

Hopes that with heaven's highest stars converse:

The poisonous blossom of a devil's curse;

The first and last word of an angel's prayer.

Creation and destruction at thy beck

Call love and lust: throiugh battle's bloody swarm

That youth with smiling face sees but thy form:

And, 'mid the shrieks of the fast sinking wreck,

A poet, standing on the wave-washed deck,

Stares awe-struck at the beauty of the storm.