# My Promise
Author: Staffan

Var länge sedan jag postade något på den här sidan men här kommer en text från mig som jag skrev för en herrans massa år sedan...

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My Promise

A hundred days, a hundred nights 
since darkness covered my shadow 
not knowing where I came from, nor where I am going 
twigs whipping my tired naked face 
by rain washed out of sense, out of courage 
by wind blown into fear 
demons behind me never summoned 
by people never born 
what am I hoping for? why am I running? 
I might as well stop here and give myself over 
better to die than live in fear 
other worlds so far away so near 
but faith lasts long I guess, as does hope 
and since my feet still carries me 
I will try to keep my promise 
try to give my soul the calmness of the seas 
to bring my senses back to peace 
the strangest thing is here 
the strangest thing is all so clear 
my eyes are closed, yet still I see 
what will come will come was meant to be 
greatest story to be told, greatest light to hold 
remember this, remember me 
remember all of us have this key

// Staffan

## Comment 1
Author: Stjärnskott

#0: Fantastiskt....gillar rytmen, orden modet och hoppet i dikten  


All of us have this key.🤗

## Comment 2
Author: Staffan

Oj, det var vänliga ord - tack rore! :)

// Staffan

## Comment 3
Author: Gråeld

#0
Tack Staffan för dina ord.

## Comment 4
Author: snowy00

#0:

Fint 🙂👍

## Comment 5
Author: Soligajag1

#0: 

Denna gillade jag verkligen. 
Den gick rakt in i hjärte trakten. 
Remember me , remember all of us have this key. 😀♥️
Tack för att du delade med dig av denna vackra novell.