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Wondering


Ecclesiastes 7:25 

25 I searched everywhere, determined to find wisdom and to understand the reason for things. 

I was determined to prove to myself that wickedness is stupid and that foolishness is madness.

 

 

Will I leave a paper trail with all “my” writing?

Will folks make some sense of it in the twilight of my day?

Is it of importance to leave just vague impressions?

Of the things observed as time just slipped away.

 

All things have a reason … true answers mostly hidden.

Seldom we make sense of it and then more less incomplete.

Maybe it is the purpose … that settles through infractions

As in one way or other these within ourselves compete.

 

Jan Wienen

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