Mark Bratlie

With a squint and a peek
I popped into this world
With a yell and a breath
I took hold

As to why I was here
I had not a clue
And I still scratch my head
as I wonder

Why me and why now
are questions I ask
While the reason for all
stays well hidden

Why do I think
and incessantly ponder
And what does it mean
to be sentient

Will science explain
why all is as it is
Or is there divine
all-encompassing purpose

And are we alone
in our vast cosmic home
Or do unknown others
ponder with us

What I feel deep inside
is that life is a gift
And it's a proper response
to be thankful

When I do leave this world
if I squint and I peek
I may glimpse answers
to some of my musings