All that seems is seen shimmering in the Sun.

Twirl dizzy child falling to the ground,

Wondering the World; how was it begun?

 

Spinning in a mystery, what great fun

Never but to now was I ever bound

All that seems is seen shimmering in the Sun.

 

What was this? Where am I? Who am I?  

With life’s diadem of questions crowned

Wondering the World; how was it begun?

 

Knowing dawns that, though answers are none,

From the whirling one day one would be found

All that seems is seen shimmering in the Sun

 

Added up, all through the years, to a sum

The suffering, like Job’s had run aground,

Wondering the World; how was it begun?

 

Unanswerable mystery still surround?

Not around, but deep in the Master’s mound

All that seems is seen shimmering in the Sun

Wondering the World; how was it begun?

 

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