Sometimes I just want to be alone and observe nature and ponder its vast mysteries.
If the wind could speak I wonder what types of things it would have to say?
Would it whisper insightful nuggets of knowledge or would it bellow out in a hate filled rage.
I wonder.
If water is the source for all life then what would it drink when it's thirst needs to quenched.
Why does the feel of grainy sand squishing in-between your toes feel so good.
I wonder
Why do sunsets appear so lovely while moonless sky can seem so desolate.
I wonder.
Is me or doesn't seem like the insects are harmonizing a tune a tune when the sunsets.
I wonder
Peaks and valleys.
Mountains and streams
shimmering dew drops in kissed by the morning light.
What comes first....lighting or thunder
I wonder.
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hlh© 7/1/19
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