I Wonder


Now there are patterns in everything that I see.
I wonder if the world is changing, or is it me.
I wonder if I'm going out of my mind,
or was I living in a state of perpetually being blind.
I wonder if I'm seeing reality for what it is,
looking behind the veil, the design that's really His--
the God that lives above, below and in between.
I wonder if this God is living inside of me.
I wonder if I'll find the answers to all my questions.
I wonder if the replies reside inside my mind.
My mind is a maze in a daze looking for answers.
The things I sit and think of for hours, my mental banter.
The hours turn to days, the days turn to infinity.
Awareness grows til all that I see is the synchronicity.
Now there are patterns in everything that I see.
I wonder if the world is changing or is it me.

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