No Wonder I

The Wandering man may seem lost but he is not

He like the Divine Mother and Father walks the earth seeking himself

In its many forms, man is the most complex and gifted

He is meet day by day on the road by what and whom he seeks

Each being a reflective representation of the great I

In all things, he finds lessons taught to those who seek it

Attuned to this the wandering man is never lost

As he observes the external world he finds his eternal self within

Each Divine expression is eager to be acknowledged, ready to share stories

Our arms twist collectively in this shared experience

For just a moment we are here together in these Divine wrinkles in time

Divine hearts that beat as one