A wondering mind leads to a wandering mind,
And to it's great benefit and virtue does incur
A life filled with all of it's kind.
A wondering mind, a curious thought,
Questions existence, nature,
nurture And is fraught
with a wandering existence
That unto this day
Philosophers could not parlay.
And there came prophets high and low
Asking us to conquer the senses
And never grant the mind furlough,
Resting in something divine
The mind will rescind
All the wondering wandering curiosity
That rules the jungle and prophecies.
I wonder if I'm ready to give up
My wonderbug, my wanderbug
And face my future
And face the past
For what I think now
Will always last.
So it's crucial for me to wonder today
If my piqued interests should hold more sway.
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