As the sun sets only to rise,
As the sun, in her lifetime, is conquered in its own time
By clouds and eclipses
So is the ups and downs
The harmony
Comes not from money
The harmony
Comes from the combinations of many
The wood and the metal,
Clapping and singing
As the sun sets only to rise,
As the sun, in her lifetime, is conquered in its own time
By clouds and eclipses
So is the ups and downs
No matter how far,
A step is the starter
So move it
Fall and rise
And somewhere in the dark tunnel
Will be success waiting to hold your hands
After a grave fall
Smile.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 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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