Wondering Wandering

Wondering Wandering

Is it there in the bottom of your heels?

Or is it at the very tip of your toenails?

Is it there behind your headboard?

Or is it casually thrown away in the remnants of a pile of clothes? 

Is it there gathered in the gutter of your shower?

Or is it floating away in a water conservatory?
Is it there lost in the humid jungles of old?
Or is it buried under tons of hot dessert sand?
Is it there floating up in the clouds?
Or is it being tossed around by a rage-full northern gust?
Is it there in orbit out in the foreign space?
Or is it joining the constellation of some lonely cosmos?