The Promises And Its Fulfillment Poem by Joseph Sakyiamah

If I were to let you pour into my life like rain,
‎ How deeply would you touch me?
‎ If I were to let you shine with the warmth of the sun,
‎ How would you illuminate my soul?
‎ If I were to let you flow like a river,
‎ Would you sweep me off my feet?
‎ If I were to let you whisper through my life like the breeze,
‎ Would you leave no trace of me?
‎ If I were to let you soar through my existence like a bird,
‎ Would you carry me with you on your wings?