What do you often wonder?
I often wonder,
Why is there a thunder!
Forcing us to surrender,
Reminding us of our blunder.
Wonder why the sun strikes so hard,
And leaves us charred.
Tests us all through our life,
If we could dance to the tune of a fife!
I often wonder what life would be like,
To be a colorful kite!
Soaring heights,
Breaking through all mights.
In the empty sky I would fly,
Where I would have had nothing to feel shy.
Often stretching out to new horizons,
I wonder if I would have any comparisons!
Aah! Things would definitely be different,
Cause my Master alone would have my string.
Would He let me wander or surrender,
Is what I now, quite often wonder!
Why is there a thunder!
Forcing us to surrender,
Reminding us of our blunder.
Wonder why the sun strikes so hard,
And leaves us charred.
Tests us all through our life,
If we could dance to the tune of a fife!
I often wonder what life would be like,
To be a colorful kite!
Soaring heights,
Breaking through all mights.
In the empty sky I would fly,
Where I would have had nothing to feel shy.
Often stretching out to new horizons,
I wonder if I would have any comparisons!
Aah! Things would definitely be different,
Cause my Master alone would have my string.
Would He let me wander or surrender,
Is what I now, quite often wonder!