YOUR THOUGHTS

Your thoughts are my reflective mirrors
My reflective mirrors which take me back
Back to the dilemic paths of errors
Paths of errors and correct themselves automatically
Making me pious

II
Your thoughts are my spears
Spears of healings and tamings
All you need is speak
And they take me to that hurt dilemic path
And make me a warrior who conquers
Conquers all hurdles and heads for the home of your arms
In grand healthy style of victory

III
Your thoughts
Your thoughts are like my reflexive clouds
Reflexive clouds which fall to wash all my misgivings
Dooming doubts and chaining trust in the caves of my thoughts
So I am loyal, that loyal, to you

IV
Dead leaves wake
Mountainous rivers kneel
Angry storms whisper their sorries
Citing their worries
Crying rains smile bright
Upon your thoughts
Upon your nice reflexive thoughts
Thoughts which make me whole
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015