And wonder He has born
Keeps us wondering more
A distant streak of lightning
Against a dark foreboding cloud
Makes us pause in a day
Never fully understanding His way
How can anyone miss the marvel
He has placed in our path
Wondering how, wondering when
He threw that extraordinary treasure before our eyes
Then comes the Why’s before our eyes
Little things He does
Little things He gives us
Showering down upon our minds
A rose here and a butterfly there
And we are left wondering under the sky
And wonder He has born
In a world so very torn
But tucked away is a glowing moon
And then a tiny wren becomes our friend
But you and I are left wondering
Wondering how He could build such mysteries, in His shop
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