There he sat all alone
Traveling to parts unknown
Contemplating one and all
Diversity ~ Singularity in every call
“Wonderment” he thought, did he
Can this duality really be?
Strange of strange from small to large
And who can it be who is in charge?
Where is the connection, how can it be
There is both large and small in all I see
Like little fractals repeating endlessly
Both here and now and through eternity
And just where is it my consciousness goes
When, within my body, the blood stops its flow
Grandeur of grandeur in each thing I find
Is there a creator for such stunning design?
But for just now he must be content
To ponder the questions that to him are sent
Each new person these questions he will pose
New contemplation begins, and thus so it goes…
and so on….
Poetry by Tammera
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