I don’t know
what others do
that don’t create
do they think
do they wonder
maybe even ponder
do they yearn
and maybe long
to know more
or at least
admit they don’t
do they sit
at all or
do they constantly
move looking for
just another new
tuft of grass
upon to munch
do they not
gaze upon Heaven
and ask is
there from whence
or is there
only ever here