I wonder what...

Why do things happen?
Why do we die?
Why can't we all live forever?

How I do wonder...
I do wonder...

And I do wonder..
what great laviathan may lie
at the uncharted depths
of the balmy ocean
in summertime
or fall
or winter
or spring
or anything
let us open our minds to the west wind
for maybe she will share her secrets today
let us close are eyes
and feel the magic
a child feels
the whole world ahead of you
but fairy tales were never hard to beleive

I wish these mighty dragon claws
would lift from my shoulders
and flesh
and releive me of this burden
that i do not know
how i do not know
what this is
what you are
what who are
but we are just going in circles now, my dear,
so choose your poison, and bite your apple
and smile to yourself as the tangy juices
oversome your senses
and bring to mind fleeting scenes
as you recall
what i recalled
when i began to write this

and i do wonder...
how i wonder...
so dearly i wonder...
and wish

My feet are of stone
but my heart is not all ice.
how such little things
open me up.
i am not sure how to handle
this
that
things
you
and i do not know what posesses me
as i write this
this solemn tale
this winter's yarn
i weave my web
around your senses
all eight of them
i do mean,
indeed

but i wonder
again...
i do wonder...

I have this feeling
in the very bottomness of my stomach
i know something
i feel something
but i can not quite place it
i cannot quite place a spindly whithered finger on it
not even a
chubby little
child's hand
can find it
perhaps i lost something
something more than an earring
i seek spiritual enlightenment
but i cannot find it
even in the soft melodies
striking close
in my ears
so close to my heart
it makes me wonder so
such curiousity was not the thing that killed that poor old cat
but perhaps it was
not finding what it was she was desiring the answer to

the human mind
and imagination
is so complex
perhaps my answer lies there

...if it does lie anywhere

a little rhyming here
a little bit there
and yet i do not know what posesses me to write this stream of emotions

how i do so truly wonder...
and wonder...
again and again...
we certainly must stop this incessant spinning
if we ever want to get somewhere.

...and so

listen here
and hear my verse
what is fairy tale
and what is fact
what keeps my mind so constantly intact
why can i write this...?
this is my song
my question
my life
my interrogative

but i wonder what...?
i do wonder what
so dearly
truly
ever
I wonder what...