I sit here, with the greatest wonder,
Ever thought up inside my head, inside my head.
This wonder will someday be an answer to my ear,
And no longer a quest that I cannot conceive.
Oh, universe of astonishment
What am I a part of? What makes one dream?
And what makes a person, have intuitive passion for something?
What gives us touch, and a sweet taste?
Who warms our inner soul, and what makes us break?
Oh, universe of ripeness
I sit here with the greatest test,
That I will ever endure in my life.
This test is my life and all that comes with it;
The start and the end, inside and out.
Oh, universe of righteousness
What makes a person something specific?
And why do they become that? Does one take enough time,
To ponder such thoughts? Does one realize
How beauteous, existence really is?