Does your soul still swell with wonder
At the sequences in life?
Like the thrill of trembling thunder
Raging rivers running rife
Or the harmony of dissonance
An unexpected friend
Or the fearlessness of innocence
The sky without an end
Are you moved by the myriad of mysteries
That grace us — large and small
Every soul holds hidden histories—
Are you curious at all?
Have you stopped to soak in sunsets
Slept beneath His chandeliered skies
Pondered all the nows and not yets
Asked the whos, and hows, and whys?
Under a hundred years to wander
Earth’s brief map of dusk ‘til dawn
Make more minutes matter; don’t squander—
Treasure all before it’s gone.
– EstherV