WONDERS
There are rumors in the garden
They say it will rain soon
All is trembling under the wind
Visible courage in the waiting
Birds flight seems like a sigh
Do they get lost in their own flight ?
If seeking and seing are all there is
Wandering scents will be reborn
When you listen what do you hear
When the light comes what do you see
There are wonders within each of us
A state of mind and nothing more
Here we go in our wanders
When the light comes so much to see
Often sparkles more than it shines
And we wander and we wonder...
© 2012