Wonder

Sometimes I sit back and wonder

about the peculiar way time works - how it hurts, how it heals

How strange it is, the way man changes over a period of time.

His disposition can go from good to bad and then bad to worse.

But then I wonder- is time to be blamed for the inconsistency of behavior? Or is it man itself?

I wonder

Sometimes I sit back and wonder

how lucky man is!

the birds have to roam around constantly in search for food,

the gazelles have to be in constant fear of attack

the animals- how they have no shelter- no security of tomorrow.

But still - every morning

the birds, they sing

the gazelles, they prance

and the animals care not much  for the future-  for they live in the present

And yet man is in state of constant worry.

I wonder.

 

I sit there, wondering for so long. Feel like I am in  a trance. My eyes cloudy, my mind muddled with thoughts of the world

Then someone calls me out of my stupor

and I forget everything -

till the next time I sit back and wonder

Author's Note

Constructive criticism highly appreciated.

Reviews

[lightsong]

You speak of gratitude, of blessings, of knowing how the human being had been chosen to be the most loved creature on earth, so to never take everything around him for granted.

Your pieces have a touch of Your personal inner, this is why they are wonderful to read as they carry a high degree of honesty, thank You again my friend for sharing Your moments with us.

[Elizabeth]

Thank you so much for your review. It really makes my day:)

[angel]

Wow this is chilly and so true. We do not realize how lucky and blessed we are until someone leaves us. I enjoyed this so much

[Elizabeth]

Thank you so much for your review!

[Decidious wind]

True. I never thought of life in that way. The fact that we dont roam tirelessly everyday for food yet we still worry. It seems foolish that we do. Amazing!

[Elizabeth]

Your great reviews have kept me smiling throughout the day. Thank you so much!!