Wonder

I'll take wonder

over happiness

any day.

happiness is vulgar,

reckless,

insular.

absurd.

it is an end;

there is no sequel.

it simply is, and is done.

but wonder eludes--is

a shadowy beast, endangered

by the incessancy, and sought by

the greatest minds--

addicts

with

vigilance, solitude, acuity,

and still

only a slight

chance.

glimpses,

pieces,

and

chance encounters with

the

unimaginably vast,

terrifying beautiful,

and

painfully fleeting.