Sometimes I Wonder

Sometimes I simply sit and wonder,

Staring off into the sky.

What mysteries await me there,

What secrets does it hide?

I often find myself

Treading down life's lonely road.

Yet tis the path I choose to walk,

Despite the the silence there.

My mind has seen the past behind,

And wonders at the future ahead.

Dreams and hope are present there,

But so little certain is.

I sit and marvel at what I can see,

And dream of what is blind.

I seek for that which I hope,

And wait for time to bring to me.

Sometimes I simply sit and wonder,

Dreaming of what might be,

Knowing of how it can be,

But waiting simply for my time to see.