As I Wonder Draft

There is so much about this world that I do not understand. But I am enjoying life's ride, even if I am unsure of what I'm doing. 

There are so many mysteries surrounding this planets story. I think to myself. Am I here to be a part of this drama, or just observe it?

As my mind and body continues winding through these unknown hills. These thoughts spill out of me. A schizophrenic philosophy it seems, I stay hidden mostly so no one notices me. But I will continue contemplating this land that I see. 

The darkness is coming. Ready to hide the hills once more. Still for now, the sun shines on.

What is this universe? Does the old lady knitting in front of me wonder the same thing? Is my thinking really that different?

Most people seem indifferent about the plights and wonders of this world. I guess it's easier to watch your programs and eat popcorn.  Drink wine and numb yourself.  I'm not judging because I do it as well. 

But what is this place? This question like an itch in the back of my mind

Maybe it's an itch I will never scratch. Maybe that is the point. Too not know. But wonder and enjoy this magical mystery.  So yeah, that is my conclusion. 

I will wonder...
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Daniel Avatar
June 5, 2021 at 3:07 AM
Honest thoughts from the heart, Bradley:)
Agustin Avatar
June 2, 2021 at 7:28 PM
Thanks for sharing this in your honest free-verse poetic style. After reading your blog recently posted, I'm prompted to pray for you with the love of the Lord Jesus Christ. God bless you.
Smith Avatar
June 3, 2021 at 3:00 AM
Thank you. Is there anything in particular you might be praying for me?
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