Wonderment.
Lost in dense night of idle imaginings when
drowned in false thinking\'s dark
abyss I find Wonder who restores my intent
to climb from depression and
take comfort in viewing surrounding reality.
Wonder hides in season\'s events, she lurks
behind every bird-melody,
shares beauty of small things, speaks loudly
in quiet or babble of living,
dances in raindrops, shows wisdom of ears
bent to beesong or leaf-chorus
as Wonder stuns stress in those who listen.
She freckles fish, dapples ponies, shapes
clouds, patterns shells, clothes
sunsets with colour, fringes cobwebs in
dew\'s diamanté, sculpts snow,
ridges sand as tide ebbs, blankets spring
hedges with tiny blooms and
paints pure sapphire in new-kitten eyes.
Wonderment magnifies gems to watchers
of nature\'s show as minds bend
to suffuse marvel this trainer of souls, like
fragrant rose-scent can enter
awe-struck dimensions of joy momentarily
that allow attention to end as
Wonder bows us toward Godly perception.