As I stand
In the breeze
I wonder why the wind blows
Wonder where the birds fly
Wonder where the soul goes

As I climb
Up mountain tops
Glance down in to the towns
I wonder why so many lives
How many lessons must I try

As I sit
Under a tree
Look up through leafy greens
I wonder what this tree has seen
She seems so much older, taller than me

As I stare
At sun so bright
I wonder why so many lies
Blossom in people’s hearts
Judgment, hatred fills their cries

As I gaze
Stars in night sky
Moon beckons many to her light
I wonder will I too go
Where little lady bug already knows