I wonder. Do you ever wonder?

Raindrops on grass

I Wonder

I wonder…
Why bubbles are round
Like clear floating soccer balls.
Why do they burst?
Why do they form at all?
I watch it as it floats away…

Donโ€™t you lose your sense of wonder
Never stop asking why
Let your imagination wander
Let your imagination fly

I wonder…
What is fire?
It has no substance
As it grows taller
And joyfully dances
Until it turns its energy source
To ashes.

Donโ€™t you lose your sense of wonder
Never stop asking why
Let your imagination wander
Let your imagination fly

Why canโ€™t we breathe oxygen in water?
Why is each of the prints on our thumbs
Different?
Do you wonder why we wonder?
Where does our curiosity come from?

Donโ€™t you lose your sense of wonder
Never stop asking why
Let your imagination wander
Let your imagination fly


Do you ever wonder why things are the way that they are? Sometimes I get too curious. And that is what inspired this idea – a new series in which I find answers to questions that most people probably never thought to ask. ๐Ÿ™‚ Sometimes they explore how God’s wonderful world works, and sometimes curiosity tries to kill the cat lady on other man-made things or word origins. And as an added bonus – I get to practice my essay writing skills. ๐Ÿ™‚ Stay tuned for Wonder Wednesdays – it may not be every Wednesday, but hopefully at least every other Wednesday! โค

(If you are seeing this twice, I apologize – somehow when I posted it, WordPress posted it in the past, on June 7th. XD I have no idea how that happened – I didn’t schedule it, I clicked “publish” – but it has happened before and it looks like I need to keep a better eye on it so I don’t have to move the posting date back to present day.ย  ๐Ÿ˜…)

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Flying Above The Turtle’s Shell

This is week twenty-four of 100 Word Wednesday, and here is the photo and my response. ๐Ÿ™‚ If you’d like to join in the fun, just click the link! ๐Ÿ˜‰

100 words exactly this week! ๐ŸŽŠ

this image came from Unsplash artist Geran de Klerk

I look beneath me to see
An island on a turtleโ€™s shell
Floating haphazardly
Along the oceanโ€™s swells.

What an adventure! But Iโ€™d rather fly
Up here in the salty air
Than have my fate decided by
That turtle down there.

For when it finally goes under,
Iโ€™d hope that the one who in there dwells
Attached the house firmly, or it will asunder
And the pieces will become driftwood on the swells!

I catch the early morning breeze
And leisurely, on the air currents I drift away;
Flapping feathered wings with ease,
Hoping to see the turtle again someday!

Reflective Soul

It is week eleven of 100 Word Wednesday, and here is the photo and my response. ๐Ÿ™‚ If you’d like to join in, just click the link! ๐Ÿ˜‰

This feels like an ode to the imagination…

Image Credit: Matias Larhag

Castleโ€™s reflection in the water pure,
Crystal-like surface pretends it’s a mirror,
The panorama sparks my sense of wonderโ€ฆ

If I turned the picturesque scene upside-down,
Donโ€™t even stop there, maybe flip the entire town,
And dove in, would I enter its reflective soul or drown?

Mermaids in their palace, or a reality check so callously?
Would it be a new tale of Wonderland that Alice sees?
Swim in and out of windows or fall victim to fallacy?

Ignore the facts and all the โ€œhowsโ€ and โ€œwhys,โ€
Playing like a dolphin in the blue liquid skies –
Or would common sense be my demise?