I resonated to Wislawa Szymborska’s poem Wonderment which I happened upon in the bookcase next to my chair, in Sounds, Feelings, Thoughts, Princeton Paperbacks 1981. Since I’m not clear on all the flavors of the copyright law I’ll only share a portion, for your education:
WONDERMENT
Why to excess then in one single person?
This one not that? And why am I here?
On a day that’s a Tuesday? In a house not a nest?
In skin not in scales? With a face not a leaf?
Why only once in my very own person?
Precisely on earth? Under that little star?….
(The poet was the winner of the 1996 Nobel Prize for Literature).
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I must look up the rest of this poem! Yes, the wonderment that we are here as we are in this exact moment in this particular place…too many wonderful details to be an accident, I think. Thanks for sharing, Nan 🙂
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