Wonder struck

I am wonder struck

To feel the hand of Luck in a universe of misfortune

To be born in a time and space

free of war and and pain

subject only to the hurt that I bring upon myself

through misdeed and foolish choice

I am wonder struck

filled to the brim with liquid gold

The tree of eternity

strumming fates chords

holds me cradled within the shelter

of  flower bloomed arms

gazing out through leaf shaped eyes

that have seen the infinite

and I

I am nothing but wonder struck

to be witness to lifes glory

nothing but a witness

simply existing

in this time and space

brought to my knees

weeping

at the beauty of it all

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