for Eldon Ward
The wonder is we’re here at all
And conscious of what things befall.
We know there’s life and we’re alive
And that for some time we’ll survive,
But where we came from, where we go
Remains a mystery to all below,
Not knowing if there is above,
As some proclaim, a place of love
And underneath, its opposite,
Where sinful souls forever sit.
The wonder of our being here
Is all I need to bring me cheer
And prompt me now to celebrate
What shall be passing, soon or late.