At times I wonder
why stormy winds
daily rock’s my life
and to where
life’s seasons
are taking me
and if I will stand alone
in life’s winter.
Sometimes I just want to understand
why thunder bolts
threaten my existence.
Where are my spring
and summer fading to
when early winter
are already leaving
it’s first signs
in my life.
Gert Strydom
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/at-times-i-wonder/
