There's one too many wonders of how the sky was made.

There's two too many wonders of how high the sky is and how far the eye can see. There's too many people with wonder of how wide the sky is and where it will end.

We can’t wipe and erase the beginning clear to the point where we can understand and start the unknown question unexplained explained because the final outcome is still unexplained.

Wherever and whenever you can see its beauty just look beyond your imagination without finding an explanation of where it all came from or how it began.

Still a twinkle and a wonder of how this all was made, how high it reaches and how wide is wide when the vision in your eye is only an eye full.

There's many without glamour that watch the sky and see nothing, for their taste buds are drenched in nothing so therefore, that is all they can see and still that is nothing.

What’s assured is absolutely positive that all of this is a definite blessing and the resolution states that a wonder of this size didn't come here all by itself.

Still, you ask the question and wonder, how, why and where.

Too many wonders for you to wonder, too many wonders you can't see, you can’t see it was here before you, and you can’t see it when you’re gone.

All Rights Reserved, 2002 Rosalyn R Walker

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