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HAVEN'T FOUND THE ANSWER YET

I searched the four corners of the wind
I listened hard, I heard the birds sing
I saw them take to flight and fly free
I saw power in their wholesome wings 

I went deep down the ocean depths 
The primordial power of the earth I felt 
Was ever so majestic the deeper I went
Words fail to capture the essence 

I climbed the mountains of the highest peaks
Caught the sunrise on the tallest trees
Saw so much beauty that I couldn't breathe
Saw greatness that made my heart to freeze 

In high spirits, but my energy spent 
Still seeking answers, but I couldn't make a dent
I searched the secrets of the seven seas
I was put to bed by the gentle breeze 

It doesn't matter if I spend my last cent  
These answers are worth more per every cent 
Yet on my strength I can't depend 
To the grace of God, I must defer

For in the fire, I found no answer
In the earthquake, I heard no response 
In the thunder, there was no reply 
But in the gentle wind, my God will speak

(In the gentle wind, my God will speak)
(In the gentle wind, my God will speak)
(In the gentle wind, my God does speak)
(And the answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind)...

Yussuf Rahma x Iyanu Tokede
20th October, 2023.

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  1. This is really awesome, good lines 👏🏼

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  2. This is sensational from dexterous writers 🥳💯💕

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    1. Thank you for your kind words Larex. Your comment is phenomenal.

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  3. The depth, height, width and flow of these words gives me the feeling of being both whole and empty.

    Whole in the sense that I'm able to understand the words and appreciate their meaning.

    Empty in the sense that answers are beyond sensual and can only be found in the still small voice of the creator.

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    1. Thank you brother for your wholesome response. Indeed, truly. Only in the still small voice of the Creator. Thanks again. Your comment itself is a work of art.

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