I Vow To You


I vow to you , for you,

your life ever golden,

in a dell of dew.

Let every sad past die,

and glorious altars rise high!

Shimmering along – the lonely moon,

as the world do predict you;

“The enlightened of the world be”

So – rapturing the ideal philosopher

dead to his quack philosophy,

 I vow to you – for you,

to make you a land of joy

amidst the stouthearted;

of happiness arose;

and for the glorious days.

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