I Wonder?

Sitting upon a mountain high,
Looking deeply into the sky;
Wondering what my life beholds,
Why must I wait for it to unfold?

Time seems to float...so slowly by,
leaving me to wonder (within' a sigh);
If I am 'who' I am supposed to be,
Why is it so difficult for me to see.

No script to follow, to guide me by,
To hold the feeling of a simple cry;
Is unjustly put in the the "Laws of Life",
To keep me wondering on an inside sight.

If I learn to fly...with the greatest of ease,
I'd lend out a hand, so that I could please,
Not for myself, My thoughts would not be!
But, for others..so maybe my cries would ease.
 

written by: John Dear 1995