I wonder as I wander
'round the bend and back again
Which of this life's mysteries
will remain up to the end
This life is filled with questions
that we live with day to day
They perhaps are meant to lead us
as we strive to find our way
Some days we journey through the fog
and can barely see the way
Then suddenly the sun breaks through
transforming night to day
Other times the darkness lingers
as we struggle through the night
And we wonder if we ever
will walk again in light
Our path is often hazy
as we yearn for clarity
But our destiny includes the fog
that obscures our chance to see
Living out the questions
can bring richness to our journey
Not expecting perfect answers
may increase serenity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem