I wonder why I haven’t seen all things that have never been?
And never ever will again see the things that stay the same.
Have you seen the rain at night? It blackens out the stars so bright.
And up above the clouds the moon is hidden by the dark and gloom.
If you should ponder on the score of why we are just one not more.
The answer is I’m sure you know. Are you sure that it is so?
If every puzzel has an answer and every answer hard to bear.
Then every question is a puzzel and every question one to share’
If all our thoughts were put in words, in flights of fancy as with birds,
would fly away to shores unseen to mingle with anothers dream.
I wonder why I haven’t heard all the sounds as in one word.
And all the words that have no sound will always remain underground.
If all our thoughts were put in dreams then allour dreams are lost in themes.
And all the themes have come to grief beyond all possible belief.
Thoughts and dreams and wishes too will only live because of you.
This poem was written/submitted by Diana Fredriksson.