Vow
Even if a fierce rain subdued at its core beats against me
do not open the window and welcome it
Even if a wind bowed and gently gathered comes seeking me
do not unfold the crumpled memories
Even if wrinkled years pull at my shoulders
like the ebb tide drawing away do not look back
When death like a mothers embrace murmurs softly
hold it while sharpening the dulled life
Fold life and death together
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