the wonder of it all

and the afternoon so soft and grey
and the dampness so heavy upon the air
and the world so quiet
and my heart so still
and I rest and I wonder
and I wonder
at the wonder of it all
for the world keeps turning
and the night follows the day
whether I remember to check up on it
or not
and I may be laughing and joyful
and I may be weeping and in pain
and yet still the world turns on
and night follows day
and wondering at the wonder
of it all
in this moment
I am comforted
and resting quietly
in the soft grey afternoon
the wonder of it all
eases my heart
and I find the strength to go on