Wonder

 It was the fullness of the moon

in the universe within

 that somehow became a reminder

there is no beginning or end. 

Like stories in a passage

of one chapter to another

becomes a moment in time

from sunshine to thunder.

The emotions are heavy

weighing down upon the soul,

only to await the curtains 

to see the truth in view.

The similarities are many 

the differences just a few,

which in comparison 

reveals how we are very 

minute.

We can't change the stars

in the heavens up above

or rewrite the journey

with or without love.

I can shout it from the high

or in silence simply wonder,

if this tiny place in time 

is some unintentional blunder.