My ode to wonder
How often we gaze...
yet are blinded from wonder...the pulse of the earth beneath us
is echoed by
the flutter of birds' wings
the movement of fish in the oceans
the changing of the colours in the skyall of which
offer us sights of great beauty
yet these mysterious rhythmic arrangements
lie beyond our wisest minds.Though we are proud
claiming
to be yeilders of great power
lauded
the lords of creation...
yet we are
blind
blind to protecting
that which matters most...Our World.
Our only world.
-DWL Teoh, 0040hours, 10 May 2004
*Photo by Johnson Lim, johnlimft@hotmail.com