As crystal dew
parts from the top
of the mountain's peak.
It floats toward the heavens
that the eyes
will never see.
I wonder. I wonder what is there.
Beyond the blue, and the clouds
that rest gently where its at,
only to move
when the damp wind wills it.
I wonder. I wonder what is there.
Past the deep and obscure
that leaves us questioning.
The glint of the stars
that teases us with its
beauty.
Watches us reach with hope.
I wonder. I wonder what is there.
the questions winds, slivers,
coarses, through my being
and wraps around my
my mind and heart.
But it leaves me running
with the intent and desire
to find out what it might be.
I wonder. I wonder what is there.