There are times I stare at the horizon
I throw questions at the Universe
The more I search for answers
The deeper life confounds me
And I’m humbled by her mysterious posture.
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I wonder about birth
And I wonder about death
And I wonder how it felt like to be in the womb for nine months
Once a baby and now an adult
And I wonder how this whole journey will end
When
Where
How
I wonder
When it will end
Where it will end
How it will end
And I wonder
Perhaps, I’ll keep wondering until the end of time
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Submitted to the Daily Prompt – Wonder.
Peace and Love!
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I wonder why I don’t here more from you.
Or have I gone tone cyber deaf?
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Lol. It’s because I’ve had a lull here. So sorry I went awol without any notice.
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The womb thing is a wonder! I get claustrophobic thinking about it!
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Many things make me wonder about life and existence. It’s just a big mystery. 🙂
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No problemo, Simple Dimplo.
It’s good to have a cyber go slow.
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Haha. Thank you. 🙂
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I feel the same sometimes, loved this poem 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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I always wonder about something 😊
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Sure, wondering is an intrinsic nature of humans. lol. 🙂
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I am always glad to see you, in between hiatuses- or is it hiati?
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Haha. I agree it’s been crazy timings for me. More like one leg in and one leg out… But I’m trying to cope with the exigencies that besiege my space. Hopefully, it will ease off and I can breathe normally again.
Many thanks for your presence here. I appreciate you. 🙂
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