(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in the wonder, wander, and ‘sonder’ for God and love today, this daily leavened bread”)
You wonder and wander a life pondered.
You were expecting more of a slam dunk.
Wonder if you know how far you’ve wandered?
You once were drunk, flunk, junk, punk, sunk, now monk.
I wonder and wander of life “sondered.”
John Koenig coined that word for my sorrows.
It means you and me are living wandered
lives of vivid and complex tomorrows.
Speaking of tomorrows, wonder today
and wander. “Today has enough troubles.”
Tomorrow is not guaranteed. We say,
“God is today. Love is today. Doubles!”
I learned a new word today with “sonder.”
Tomorrow, will we wonder and wander?