I've been pondering
what a wonder actually is.

Just being capable of wondering?
The simple act of living?
The power of forgiving?
A big surprise
hidden in disguise?

Maybe the small things are
what really counts?
Accidentally found.
Caught in the beauty of the moment,
free of torment
free of pain,
when nothing was in vain.

Actually I've got no clue.
But that's nothing new.