all we do
it seems is wande
around in circles
all the time searching
for wisdom wiser than our own
trying to find answers
to questions that
nobody has ever been
able to answer.
yet we dwell on it,
as if by thinking it over
and over and over
the
answer
might appear like
the Lord in front
of you
18 April 2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem