I Got It Clearly
You wise me up faster
To avoiding disaster
Gradually becoming a forecaster
Life's riddle painted me a master
But don't call me a pastor
Cum fasting, I ain't a taskmaster
The mixed differences of two
Can never be measured of blue
You love me, oh mine
Your trust on me assign
Duties beyond heart to fall in line
That factual auctions are redefine
In every activity of the vine
How atmosphere's spells shine
Thy love so genuine
Doubts couldn't ruin
I will remember now and evermore
These and more I heartily adore
To the needful core
Of mess not ignore
And fears you duly cure its metaphor
By which I conquered the mental war
Into background check
By which faults wreck
You lead me aright
Yet you never alight
From the bus of my mind; sitting tight
To continually beep the ray of thy light
Around my heart's sight
Dewing canals; not embracing its delight
You stare, my heart grasp
Gazing either cool or rasp
My soul and mind is now of concern
Even in uncertainty, I've got to learn
All your speaking
Gets brain seeking
Forgotten tales of old wisdom's root
Walking in the wilderness of ideas barefoot
My fearless daring
Assist me cheering
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