Sonnet challenge crndlsm, mostly Holy, cryptcreeper

[CRNDLSM]

Rapt in graces embrace, seeking solace,
the earth has once again regained its bloom.
Everyone who's left is in good spirits,
the smallest trace remains of noxious fumes

from whatever hex that witch had performed.
I almost can't believe how bad things got,
as if the skies themselves had mourned with storms
before the first battle was even fought.

Our kids play in the pastures free from fear,
monsters only in imagination,
I wish you could hear their laughter, my dear,
Your prolonged absence fuels my impatience 

I never dreamed for a happy ending
Threads of life entwined, forever mending




Mirages of life to glimpse as a ghost;
History hums, but I like now the best.
Each of us living lives no King can boast,
we can't change what's passed, we're cursed if not blessed.

All that remains are fragments of the past,
the crown of man is brittleness and blame.
Now is the time for truth and love to last,
let myths of virtue perish in honest shame.

Rapt in grace’s embrace, seeking solace,
Threads of life entwined, forever mending