My mind allows the power of question

and my heart does it befriends,

romping in the fields of life,

the question brightens with strength,

but neither the pendaciousness

of mentality nor the mortality of theories

can overshadow this gem

of a feeling

I would sell all unwavering

and wavering dreams

in the marketplace of oblivion

I would forgo all

mortal realities,

to see this everlasting dreams

that can never fade

by the smile of the heart

The one makes me be,

her laughter is a breathe of life,

and she is a pawn of the question

that mesmerizes the conundrums of math,

it is the sanity of emotion

and the sagacity of the soul

that reveals itself

like a dove,

born with a holiness of the soul

that makes my heart chaste

and destines me to final peace

which my lips declare

and by the union of yours to mine,

galaxies shall be meet

and the dawn shall cuddle

fantasies unto truth

due to the question

the question that can never be answered,

yet it answer is like

the tiles of an oceans

or the clouds in the sky,

limitless.

                            By Kakraba Afful