You’re sweet as wine says the divine
You’ll excel you shall
I do not know what they mean
But I thank them and to them I hail
You are a wonder says the divine
You’ve done better things than planned
I try to know what they mean and my life I carefully scan
Do not think too much says the divine
You will see one day
That you are valued more than that of which that you can weigh
I am pleased by what I hear, but I am still unsure
The divine ones told me if I wait, I’ll see many exits and many a door
My perceptions of dark and light are only unique to me
Some things that I find good, might be bleak to thee
But whether they are good or bad, they are my perceptions only
Do we really want to cause a fuss on opinions that could make us lonely?
Nay I say, but will you too?
Are you bothered by thoughts when you haven’t yet a clue?