When
I seat to wonder at life,
I
hardly realize while I stand on my knees,
I
rarely can tell the mystery with mastery,
At
the beauty of how all things work; I marvel,
I
need not to go too far;
Within
my self is enough wander n' wonder,
Just
struck by how:
The
heart ever beats and pumps with life,
The
brain cleverly works out the many thoughts,
The
body strongly leads n' follows in obedience,
The
fluid with life continually flows within,
The
soul with power unites the entirety of self,
I can
never exhaust the long life's list wandering wonder;
Of
the unending questions of the life's ginormous puzzle,
I
feel lost yet home in the thick forest of unending imagination,
In
the river of memories of past even with their multiple colors,
Along
the bumpy path of knowledge and reason I still tread,
Running
n' times walking towards the life line of future’s mirage,
Till
the descending of the Authors wisdom sheds its light,
Till
the ever present vertical road finds me perplexed,
Standing
in the middle of the road alone,
Shall
I face onto its upside right to the Heavens?
Shall
I face onto its downside straight to the Earth?
Shall
I opt for the one of faith and belief?
Shall
I opt for the one of disbelief and doubt?
Shall
I opt for rare, long n' narrow path of humility?
Shall
I opt for the common, short n' wide path of pride?
Every
path has it's own master,
Every
path has it's own ways,
Every
path has it's own rules,
Every
path has it's own followers,
Every
path has it's own destination,
Tilting
my head above I see the open n' wide heavens,
Fixing
my head below I see the earth below my self,
Facing
up my life's ginormous puzzle bits hold together,
Facing
down my life's ginormous puzzle bits fall apart,
The
path facing up like a magnet; attracts and holds all,
The
path facing down like a storm; blows all away,
The
path of belief enlightens the mind and opens the heart,
The
path of disbelief swells the mind and shrinks the heart,
Surely
there is no doubt there is a path,
Surely
there is no argument a choice awaits,
Surely
one path and only one is right!
Surely
His path is right, He the way of truth,
I
will hold onto the path He has offered,
In
worship I will embrace He who reigns,
He
will help me overcome the path of below,
I
will keep looking up where my help comes from,
For I
was wandering in wonder alone,
He
found me.
The path of life is tough and so I called it "Wandering in Wonder" and the best thing happens when you meet the Master of the path; for he who marked the path is the path itself for the path lived in Him even before he marked it.
© Newton J G K 2013
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