If it was a choice betwixt wrong and right-- And all that'd really count would be the light; Then, my darling, I won't opt to be contrite. I'd still brave that lone gruelling, tremulous fight; I'd take any bequeathed chance to hold you tight. People enact a myriad errors and renunciations For frivolous cognitions and profound justifications. Treacherous oceans and ephemeral emotions-- Slippery pinnacles and sagacious impressions; All these don't truly impede allotted portions. Because, not even the most obtuse mindset Can even deviate from what's already set. Locales, implements, and all may abruptly reset; Yet, a love that's foreshowed, shall forever beget What it owns--sans remorse, sans any debt. Ah! My love, descry Sol as he rouses from slumber; Behold the verdant fields of gold, over yonder; Savor the trickle of that bracing, spumante water. Hark! The mynah bird trills with earnest wonder! Let's unravel this befuddled, little riddle together! "Dare" #Dare #diwa #yqbaba