I hid it all from many eyes
Though many noses sniffed
And gave it a chase,
I waited patiently for the chosen
I prepared my temple
Scented it with jasmine flowers
I did not make it a hermitage
Because I needed the congregant
I cleared all the bushes
And cleaned all the windows,
I pruned all the hedges
And covered the pulpit to be unveiled
I hid it from many eyes
Though many noses sniffed
And gave it a chase,
I waited patiently for the chosen
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014
Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)
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