Life is full of wonderment
It is full of inspiring sights and sounds
From the tender grace of a kiss
To the seismic rumblings underground.
Within this selfish orb they live
Others tend not to exist
At times they are ahead of life
Others moments, lost in a mist.
Caught between the past and future
Often is misleading
In their quest to understand
They quote scriptures and readings.
So how do they define this three-dimensional space?
Bounded by thought, and deed, and word.
Some describe it as love or joy,
Personally, he calls it 'absurd!'