I Wonder Why I Wonder

Gusts of wind traverse the large hard ground, creating small eddies and whorls that remind you of black holes and whirlpools. It was a cool sultry day.

There is a wonder in all of us, that which we feel towards nature, life and the vastness of eternity; that which enriches our lives and that make us more human than any other quality; and that which is sadly destroyed and forgotten because the momentary influences and happenings of everyday lives.

It was for this reason and many others that I found myself in a library, looking for reason of all reasons and wondering why I wonder… It was a sanctuary, a word which here means a small safe place in a troubling world.


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