Never in my wildest dreams would have thought

Thoughts that speaks sentiment and pain

Pain that swim in sorrow and death

Death that stings unrelenting digging deep

Deep to the core the centre of the soul

Soul that’s void vacuum housing the bridge

Bridge that connects the body and mind

Mind that houses the thoughts of my wildest dream

Dreams that are very big and greater than myself

Myself by saying inflated with travails and grudges

Grudges which hold onto the past was that only prevents the revealing of the future

Future it seems fake but transparent

Transparent with the beaming lights

Lights from the throne of the Father

Father, abba father you taught me well

Well to the height of saying never

Never in my wildest dreams would have thought that speaks sentiments and pain