Stopping to remember something I'd forgotten

I too have promises to keep. 

They were made long ago,

Made in the sleep

Before coming into being.                

                                                               

Beneath lifetimes they lie hidden.

Once upon eternity

They were written

Somewhere in me like a blueprint.

Distant dreams I vaguely recall.

I'll pull them back to me

And make them all

My golden rules, my mission.

© Laura Howard 2012