Wonderment

Wonderment

A Poem by KWP
"

take it - it's yours!

"

Search as you may, to find 

the corners, walls, ceilings, and floors 

of wonderment.

You shall not.


The boundaries were only ever,

erected and installed - by you. 


Built as a safeguard to fear.

Forgotten as a means to a slumbering comfort. 


Now, right now -

If there was ever a time to 

implore you, 

the time is now. 

Clutch, grasp, grip, grab, hold with your mightiest might, 

your own version,

of wonderment. 


Realise the depthless capacity it offers.

Wonderment welcomes you 

arms wide open 

into the abyss of the everywhen.. 


No, no,

no time for fear to resurface, 

like wonderment, like fear, like the everywhen,

it is all part of the parcel. 


And that parcel is not wrapped 

it has no bounds, 

it is yours to take in any way, shape or form, 

it is the gift of existence and 

that existence is YOU.


Wander off now, in your wonderment,

I dare you to see just how far you can go. 

© 2016 KWP


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Wonder just may be the best part of life


Posted 8 Years Ago


Boundaries; what we impose upon ourselves or what we allow to be imposed upon us... Your poem here reminds me of Anarchist Punk Rockers in the mid-late 70's..Yes, I'm that old.


Posted 8 Years Ago


KWP

8 Years Ago

ha ... good memories then ... I believe I may be that old too ... well perhaps not quite ... but alm.. read more
Wondering Mind

8 Years Ago

:) I won't let it get to me. As long as I can type and keep up with this cyber existence
Yes indeed, much preferable and soul satisfying to view the world as a glass half full as opposed to half empty!

Creatively penned with an endearing lust for life attitude...Enjoyed!

Posted 8 Years Ago


dont reach be natural you emotions what writes the piece the words will fall in place ! love your amazing choice of words and your wisdom

Posted 8 Years Ago


"The boundaries were only ever,
erected and installed - by you."

It's a brilliant theme. Challenging the reader to be honest and proactive.

The end is disagreeable to me though... there is always time. There will always be time to resurface. And when there isn't... what the f**k should we care? You can never really see how far another person can go... ever. We all die alone.




Posted 8 Years Ago


Davidgeo

8 Years Ago

You live in Mexico
KWP

8 Years Ago

No way you are going to skimp on anything less than a round the world ticket surely 😝
Davidgeo

8 Years Ago

That sounds like sound reasoning to me.
...it is beautiful and sad because man gets caught up in the madness of the illusion, becoming blind with fear - so we sometimes forget that we are only dreaming. And that is why the Poet is needed, to remind us to once again to open our eyes to appreciate the lucidity that is all around us.

Posted 8 Years Ago


KWP,
Wonderment reminded me that my soul is the living creature within which holds all creative awe for life. What fun and inspiring communication to others. We all need to be encouraged and this took a strong step in that direction. My writing for what it is seems very different from yours but I do feel encouraged now. Thanks again..................Kathy

Posted 8 Years Ago


To me wonderment is awe and awe is obstructed by the conditioned mind, the constant labeling and filing away as abstractions and concepts. I find it very frustrating and difficult to again find wonderment as it is a moving target, the harder you try the less likely you will get to it.

Your ending - take it, it is yours - is therefore as true as it is difficult.

Wonderful writing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


I feel like this is me right now. This is ready-made for a foreword in a novel, autobiography or poetry compilation. Even a voice over to intro a movie/film. It's advice and inspiration all can use.

I love the word, "everywhen" by the way. Haven't heard it in decades and I'll be using it again, thanks to you. I really do admire your work and the passion behind your writing.

And it is true, the boundaries in our lives are masochistically built by us and no one else. The human's worst enemy has and always be him/herself.

Awesome.

Posted 8 Years Ago


KWP

8 Years Ago

ha - I just reread this and yes you are right this could very well be an opening of a novel :)
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We mistake the room of me for some sort of reality, when in truth that True one is boundless, immanent and transcendent. Truthful message, the rhythm here is unique. Wonderful KWP

Posted 8 Years Ago


KWP

8 Years Ago

Hey Chris - cheers - i think you just articulated it in a few words whereas I just used the whole es.. read more

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