I Wonder Poem by the poet

I Wonder

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Here I am,
Within this four walls,
In my resting motion I wonder,
Some things that easily slip right through us……

Time, goes by in an eternal flow,
What is it?
Its unexplainable, indescribable,
No vision nor hearing can sense it,
Yet, it exists among us,
Since the dawn of time.

I wonder,
When I see animals, plants, and then humans,
Why do we exist?
Are we, or they here for a greater cause?
Or simply to destroy this planet we call Earth?
So many questions, but only scarce answers……

What are humans?
Intellects describe us as superior,
Or are we simply different from others?
Just wonder, are we any different from them?
I don’t think so.
We all roam this land for survival,
This puny place in the Universe.

And still I wonder,
Why am I here, why am I writing this,
Sometimes, I struggle to find answers,
But I feel like I’m wading in the ocean,
I long for reasons, explanations,
But, I failed my own expectations…


So I wonder, why do I wonder?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aldo Kraas 11 June 2007

you capture the Attention Of you readers By writing this poem

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Olabode Oluwatayo 12 June 2007

Excellent lines with good details This is brilliant! Kip it up

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Mary Das 14 June 2007

Awesome! Thought provoking. Good one. Well done.

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Madly In Love 17 June 2007

Amazing. This poem makes u think. Good write. I Love it

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Melvina Germain 17 June 2007

Your poem is very profound indeed, I don't know at this time if there is an answer that will satisfy you. I can only offer my experience, as a small child around the age of two, I remember asking this question, then at the age of 8, into teenage years, as a young woman, then as an older woman. No one had a satisfactory answer for me, not even my Pastor or any Minister, I never did ask a Priest. I joined Church after Church looking for the answer. Now as an old woman as some would say, I'm not though you know I'm still young, after all numbers are just that- only numbers. Well let me say this, one day while sitting in a group, I was called upon to pray and this was not something I would normally do in a group of people. When it was just about my turn, I remember thinking Oh my gosh what will I say, I have to say something. I thought about my Grandmother and how wonderful a person she was and how she brought me up, to Love the Lord, so I called on Him. My turn came and the words flowed out, no hesitation, I remember crying out to the Lord, I remember laughing and praising him, I remember the feeling was something I had never experienced before, it was amazing and I felt like I was suspended, I was high, spiritually high and didn't want to come down. After that evening I never asked that question again, the answer was there and I knew, God put me here, He has a purpose for me here. His purpose for me may vary from you, we are all here for a reason. We must be patient and we must have faith. Talk to Him, ask your questions, accept His son Jesus into your heart and find the answers there. I hope some day you have the same experience, then you will know what I'm talking about. I've had the priviledge of this experience three times now and I look forward to it happening over and over again. I hope that gives you some insight, even if just a little. Very good poem Alex. Another (10) from me.--Melvina--

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Ana Monnar 02 September 2007

Alex, you have not failed. Every person has a mission, and you will find yours. Carry it out to the best of your ability. For now, your mission is writing your beautiful poems to share with the world. You are full of wisdom and your words make people think.

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Charlie O 24 June 2007

your writing is very intelligant, i'm blown away. its a beautiful poem.

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Amanda Lukas 19 June 2007

Alex, It is common to wonder. Learning is food for the brain!

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Alex - There is a wonderful movie called 'What the Bleep' that talks about the power of the human mind. Our universe is a construct of what we choose to see. This poem gets us all thinking! Good job! Cheryl Lynn

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Yao Tzu 18 June 2007

and thus philosophy is born good job

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