NEEDLEWRITER

There’s many vows, in our World.  
Many, yet still unheard. Use a feather from the ground - your love  
Will yet to be unbound. Still you hear Natures sound. Civil, culture - 
try walking on the ground,  
hear steps poping up, spirals carry us way, way down. 
Wear your self made Crown,  
Bright and shinefull to the Sun, Moon, Sky.