Engagement
Time will prove that her beauty matches the wind
that blew between the mountains of snow
and the waves of the bluest seas
that made the mortal-est of mortals
immortal to the sorrow of everything
he had left behind;
with naught but the hope of returning
home to the ones that bore more
hopes and dreams that will someday
be fulfilled
or relinquished
by new
hopes.
Love, is bounded by the hope that
someday new gardens will be planted with blooming flowers
sprouting from the roughness of the earth
that in it contains both the dreams of all mortals
and the dreams of its own,
so that all of them will continue to give,
and keep on giving,
to those that are in need
of their
love.
And just like the engagement between
the seas and the earth
and the sky and the clouds clouds clouds
and the grasses and the sheep,
they all but share one common thing;
they are all content
with being
tied.
Forever.