MUSINGS OF A DYSLEXIC CHILD UPON THE LIFE OF MEANING:
I Wonder of the Meaning:
Deeper still, I wonder of the meaning.
Could it have a reason that I do not want to see?
Could it not be in the learning why this ought to be?
If the time is not of stopping, and the world is not that slow,
Might the feelings of the wonder pause or cease to grow?
I need someone to tell me, for I think I ought to know!
If deep inside the wonder, is not a reason there?
Should it be starved for answers, should people even care?
Would not the meaning keep a wonder, if only just one small?
Too deep is not the answer of the meaning after all!
Yet, deeper still, I wonder of the meaning...
Deeper still, I wonder of the meaning.
Could it have a reason that I do not want to see?
Could it not be in the learning why this ought to be?
If the time is not of stopping, and the world is not that slow,
Might the feelings of the wonder pause or cease to grow?
I need someone to tell me, for I think I ought to know!
If deep inside the wonder, is not a reason there?
Should it be starved for answers, should people even care?
Would not the meaning keep a wonder, if only just one small?
Too deep is not the answer of the meaning after all!
Yet, deeper still, I wonder of the meaning...
