The Vow
Fragile as crystal dragon
Born by fire in delicate form
With that of life, it's inert to compare
Than its mighty colors with that of love
There's this place called castle in the sky
Where perfection is sheltered in a dream
And where the hurdles are forsakenly unseen
Until they come in the age of time to resound
The verbs of desire, here's this truth
Sought in the recital of a silent prayer
From sunken sun to the coming of new moon
Life has its own tide of high and low
To perfect the vow once pronounced
The lines that are to be held with care
For such commitment, it is the give and take
That grants us the assurance of happiness
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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