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Promise of the World

  • Sharon Sence
  • Feb 21, 2015
  • 1 min read

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A broad, open patch of greenness

A beauty beyond words

An Eden that was destined to be founded

Lies beyond a single quirk of a doorknob

The sound of a piccolo

Slowly heading down with the flowing waters

A beautiful shade of jade flashed on a small pebble

Numerous, gorgeous faces headed towards the sky

Anticipating the small breeze

Too dreamy to be genuine

Too picturesque to be a fantasy

Light flashes down when the water turns dark

Down, down, down, with a pair of legs

Happily running around in circles,

Welcoming a new faithful bond

That will be secure until the very end

As a boy feels a fire burning in his very heart,

He sees a glimpse of his next destination

A destination, a promise, a destiny,

Something not to be missed, even with the rustiness of time.

When it is truly found,

Light, meaningless beauty will turn dark

Frailness will once again become youthful,

For one last and eternal time,

The valley will last in peace,

Long away from the threats of steel.

And the promise will be kept.

 
 
 

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