Wonder Poem by Frank Halliwell

If the world should lose its savour
And I cease to feel a thrill
At the lorikeet's bold beauty
Or the magpie's liquid trill...

And I stand no more in awe to watch
The lightning's blinding light
As the fury of the elements
Illuminate the night...

And I ponder not the universe
Beyond the track of Mars
To the wonder of the endless
Empty void between the stars...

Then draw the green sod o'er me
And perhaps shed one small tear,
For if I've ceased to wonder,
There's no point in being here!