A Wondering, Wandering Mind

At a bus stop, cars, trucks buses, and one bicycle pushed aside muggy afternoon air. My mind wandered to ~ 'tires'. 

A sentence fragment scrolled through my mind: “I spend a lot of time spinning my tires over the slippery ground of ‘what if’…

Barely had I made a note of it when my bus rolled up, my mind trying to stretch that fragment to ‘why me and why not me?’.

‘What if…..’ gives my imagination 

a boost into story and poetry

‘Why me or why not me’

only rates a parental ‘just because’.

For each time these questions are posed 

by my wondering, wandering mind I feel 

free to get on a bus and ride, 

or walk down a sidewalk, 

always to stay where my feet are.

“A mind not agitated by good questions cannot 

appreciate the significance if even the best answers.”

~ Mortimer Adler, philosopher, educator and author

(Dec1902 - Jun2001)