WL Schuett

Captive Oaths

the sunlight plunges 

in the early hours shadows cast 

rustling down through the leaves 

for friends now and forever past 

 

inside a quiet cobwebbed room 

lies many lessons to be learned 

shelves of books , Persian rugs 

a row of candles softly burned 

 

candle wax truly looks like tears 

my fallen thoughts were broken 

spiraling, howling through the years 

volumes of words left unspoken 

 

captive, prisoners of harmony 

a remarkable pact , a covenant of love 

the truths held within our hearts 

solid , invincible wrought from above 

 

what we hold captive 

a hearts promise fair and just 

no reward offered , or ransom paid 

a sacred oath to love and trust