Poetry is a clear window into the heart. I often write to express the thoughts and emotions inside me--not knowing what will appear on the page but invariably discovering more about myself and the world around me.

My Vow

Posted Friday, May 20, 2011

Once I held on tight
Gripped it with all I had
It was my vow
My promise
To God
To the world

It sustained me
Kept me going
Gave me purpose
Helped me know
I was on the right track

It proved my love
It proved my perseverance
I was going to hold on
No matter what

Unlike all those other people
The men and women
Caught in their chaotic lives
No attention to vows
No promises to God

As it turned out
I was the fool
To trust in a vow
Instead of a person

I discovered
As my vows lay in shambles
That I can't know
Can't be sure
That I'm on the right track
I discovered that
Love can't be proven
Only demonstrated

I discovered
It's beauty
Mysterious beauty
That really sustains me
And I definitely can't control that!

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