The Wonderer




This is the Wonderer’s way,
the Wanderer’s way,
the journey of a thousand questions,
each with a thousand more.
This is the Socrates way,
the way of undoing,
of stripping away.
This is the Solitude way,
the thunder of infinite questions
echoing silent in the eternal void.
This is the Discovery way,
the never-knowing,
always-asking way
that spins me in wild choreography
to the music of stars
and the rhythm of life.
This is the Dancing way,
the Living way,
the filled-with-wonder way.
This is the Come-to-the-End-and-Begin-Again way,
the way of death
and resurrection
every day.

Poem and painting by Ruth Calder Murphy


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