I like this cartoon very much. The oath from it become ingrained in my mind:

"With this hand, I will lift your sorrows.
                   
Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine.
                   
With this candle, I will light your way in darkness.
                     
With this ring, I ask you to be mine."

I wished to write a poem one day on this oath ground. Today I did that. Its not very fortunate but it is what it is:)

My sun, my dove
I let u go:
undid my fingers,
one by one...

With all my love
I let you grow
and root your stingers
through my mind.

And since my hand
become so frail;
since my whine tastes
sore for you,

my light died out and
my Grail
emptied so fast..
I'm crushed, I'm blue!

With shame I leave
my holy chapel.
I swear that
I'll never back

and treat my wings,
and burn my candle,
and find my ring
which rolled to crack...