Why do nights become mornings
and mornings become nights?
I ask myself these questions as I sleep away my nights...

A sunset? A sunrise?
One or two are the same?
I just wonder
why they are here
and from where they came...

I look at the trees and wonder
why they are green?
And ponder then a moment
about the greatest thing I've ever seen...

Simple things to most
I speak about now

But for me...

I still wonder how...
the Heavens open up...
and spill out for me to see...
the glory of everything about me...
that I am now...or will ever be...

Oceans rise and fall
That wonders me
I catch that thought
Yes...it bewilders me!...
To think that I am so close to thee...

And I go on wondering
how he made me...

I just wonder about Angels
About Miracles...
and about me... I wonder why He created me?

Just a simple question
I suppose I'm just blind
and cannot see...
Is there sense in just wondering?
Why it's there for me to see?

I know it's God's Universe
and all Eternity so they say
I can live with that

and be just that today...

And it may just be simple things to most
I speak about now

But for me...