Wondering if this world is a giant mistake while writing about
it incessantly, seeking to discover the unexplainable, wanting
it all to be explained.
Wishing to know how an innate knowledge and wisdom gets into
intellect and our minds, reaching out in every corner and dark
space in this world.
Trying to decipher reasons why we exist, how come we die after
all the years we've lived, is there a rhyme or reason for any of
it at all.
Wondering every moment no quiet voice of reason or logic to give
an answering reply to all these questions coming to mind, a life-
time encased in mind, intellect and subconsciousness, having no
way as yet to connect the dots.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
enjoyable batch of poems today RoseAnn