SOMEONE BEHIND THEM

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My mind has questioned me to a point of reason,
maybe I should ask you too, who knows whether you know.

The wisdom the bees use to make the nectar honey,

dark, sweet and healing;

the nails that hold the sky,

and the painter of the flower beauties.

Surely there is someone somewhere behind them all.

 

My thought has called me to find the sense to reason,

maybe I should ask you too, who knows whether you know.

The mysteries behind the life and the time of a man,

beautiful, sweet but ending;

why the river is dark while the ocean is blue,

the power that makes love to happen.

Surely there is someone somewhere behind them all.

Written by; Tunde AKINOLA

Photo credit : photoangel / Freepik

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