#WritcoPoemChallenge
The door to tomorrow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way to a flying sparrow.

As a glimpse became clear as crystal,
I took a pledge at standing pillar,
Brushing the sky with many promise,
as if the future has alredy mine.

The light uppon tomorrow,
Turning the past into laughter,
Rising a soul has been deemed asleep,
Sharing the victory to a mankind.

@Cabuanga
May 21, 2020