A promise kept

Apropos this heart lay bare sold soul doth weep of sorrow my mortal mind doth not comprehend as Eden’s morning bells anew dew crashes like tear’s staining the cosmos in a lamentation the gods even waver greatly upon weeping words of creation of a mind so lost in love that it finds itself naught bravely never-wavering yet brandished so carelessly ye not for lack of humility may it be for lack of dismal ability to cave under pressure of a promise kept so sincerely to thine heart god may breathe it through the universe at its very core