by Michael Groetsch

Do you sometimes ponder,
Into the distant sky,
Where does it end my friend,
How high is really high?

Do you sometimes ponder,
As the sun fades away,
How the moon knows to rise,
Before the end of day?

Do you sometimes ponder,
When birds fly in flight,
How they know where to go,
When turning left or right?

Do you sometimes ponder,
What happens when we die,
Do our souls rest as one,
Deep within the sky?

Do you sometimes ponder,
When we pass away,
Will loved ones who passed before,
Still wait near Heaven’s Bay?

Do you sometimes ponder?