January 16th, 2013

Once upon a wandering, a poet sat to ponder.

What shall I ponder as I’m sitting here to wonder?

Life is a wonder is the first thought in his mind,

His second brings his marvel at just not being blind.

But there must be more he marveled

And sat to think some more.

“I know”, he thought, and looked up  ‘bove his head,

“I’m just a speck down here and yet I’m feeling led”.

Someone must be up there; must be guiding me along,

and keeping me from taking steps that are most surely wrong.

So…I’ll  search; I’ll find,  I will discover who it

Is that’s keeping me alive and wondering as I wander.

Hebrews 11:6, Matt 7:7

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