Do you ever marvel or wonder?
At the world - its beginning, its end?
At the sound silence in the turbulent thunder.
The cacophony, calm and fear, around every bend
And how positive and negative, never without the other, blend
Do you ever wonder or think?
At the universe, its contents, and beyond?
At how everything normal can disappear in a wink.
How one never knows all of something no matter how fond.
And how time turns, travels, no matter how rationally one responds.
Do you ever think or feel?
At life, its meaning, and yours?
At depths of the soul that never will heal.
And how one can never visit all their own shores.
The aspects, angles of one’s own self shut behind closed doors.
Do you ever feel or tense?
At love, its grasp, grip - upsetting hold.
At bewildering beliefs about such a common fence.
How crazily some simple things, with advancing time, unfold.
And no matter how hard one tries, this is the hardest time to be bold.
Do you ever tense or look?
At the baffling beauty of the now.
At a wavy thought above a feeling brook.
Or when looking at twinkling stars and asking how
Then knowing in the dark that this will all work out somehow.