To Wander is to Wonder
Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2004 9:32 am
To Wander is to WonderBy train, boot and steamer I have traveledshipping lanes and snaking paths of graveland while mountains are slower than the oceanthey all obey the will of endless motionand where prayers are silent winds start singingsome are swift...others crawl,but time swallows us allso why set the pendelum swingingto wander is to wonder,to have eyes is to hungerfor more than we can knowI may only be guessing,but to see God is a blessingwherever I may goI've broken laws and bones trying to live bravelyit's by risking our skin that our souls rest safelythough it's rebels who are bloody and fearlesswho walk through this world friendless and peerlessthumbing paperback visions of drunkards and poetswho breathe haunted dreams,of bright, hopeful thingscos they'll never come true and they know itto wander is to wonder,to have eyes is to hungerfor more than we can knowI may only be guessing,but to see God is a blessingwherever I may goprospectors' bones in the hills of Coloradoa fortune in pearls in some dark Pacific grottowagons stalled on rocky trails, schooners sunk by corallives wrecked by tomorrows coasting on laurelsfor hills and seas may have the sky as their fatherbut as life moves on,each and ev'ry dawnhas only our feet as its authorto wander is to wonder,to have eyes is to hungerfor more than we can knowI may only be guessing,but to see God is a blessingwherever I may go(c)2004 Robert George