I Wonder, I Wander

I wonder long,
I wander far,
To find an answer,
To the world at large.

As I wonder,
About the loss of faith,
I wander further,
Seeking answers galore.

But as I wonder,
At the loss of faith,
I wander to places,
Of a different space.

It is in these wanderings,
That I find my thoughts,
Of when the church,
May have lost its’ soul.

Then I wonder,
Why it was so,
Had they lost it,
During those dark times.

So I wander further,
Trying to make sense,
How something so lovely,
Had lost its’ soul.

And still I wander,
While I quietly wonder,
How money became an idol,
For something so lovely.

And as I wondered,
While I was wandering,
Down these foreign roads,
How they lost their soul.

Then I wandered,
Up a steep hill,
And sat upon a stone,
While I pondered so.

As I gazed across the land,
While the ocean flowed,
The silent thoughts,
Were keeping me company.

It was then I wondered,
If the church would know,
That the soul is worth more,
Then a few pieces of gold.

So I wondered long,
And I wandered further,
That’s where I found my soul,
On a distant shore.

- P.M.Sattler
- July 30, 2011