Only the bat knows
the secret of every night.
So if you want to know
what happened in the dark,
you ask the bat.
There are mysteries
lurking in the dark.
Treasures are hidden within
the depths of the earth.
In the dark night up in the
galaxy at night is when the
heavens display their glory.
Within the darkness inside
the thick forest the mysteries
of creation hidden away from
the prowling eyes of humans
comes out to play.
Even beneath the ocean
where the surf searches
the sand for secrets,
there are mysteries
lurking therein.
It is so difficult and even
near impossible to know
the thoughts a of man's heart.
Inside the silent thoughts of
the consciousness of man
mysteries are wrought there.
Within the sacred seed carried in
the dark recess of the man
and deposited inside the womb
of a woman for nine months,
the creation of life in the dark ******
are made manifest.
No eyes have ever seen the hidden
mysteries of creation.
No words can explain, express
or describe the wonders of God.
Utterance ceased when trying to
explain the beauty of the
mystery of creation.
No words can fully tell the stories
of all the mysterious things lurking
in the dark night of the earth.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 6:19 PM UTC
Only the bat knows
the secret of every night.
So if you want to know
what happened in the dark,
you ask the bat.
There are mysteries
lurking in the dark.
Treasures are hidden within
the depths of the earth.
In the dark night up in the
galaxy at night is when the
heavens display their glory.
Within the darkness inside
the thick forest the mysteries
of creation hidden away from
the prowling eyes of humans
comes out to play.
Even beneath the ocean
where the surf searches
the sand for secrets,
there are mysteries
lurking therein.
It is so difficult and even
near impossible to know
the thoughts a of man's heart.
Inside the silent thoughts of
the consciousness of man
mysteries are wrought there.
Within the sacred seed carried in
the dark recess of the man
and deposited inside the womb
of a woman for nine months,
the creation of life in the dark ******
are made manifest.
No eyes have ever seen the hidden
mysteries of creation.
No words can explain, express
or describe the wonders of God.
Utterance ceased when trying to
explain the beauty of the
mystery of creation.
No words can fully tell the stories
of all the mysterious things lurking
in the dark night of the earth.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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