Proverbs 20:27 

27 The spirit of a man is the lamp of the Lord,
Searching all the inner-depths of his heart.

Wonder

Loci in the night evening the sun is now setting

The rubbing of legs makes a chirping sound

Goodbye to the day made for the forgetting

Was it worth the living as it is history bound?

Efforts in energy will soon be forgotten

Daydreams reappear at the dawning of the day

Interwoven synergy freely begotten

Will be close to here to pave memory’s way

Waves of expectation will break on the shore

Knowing its own boundaries set by intervention

Sullen frustration will knock on every door

To be molded in the foundry in simple hypertension   

Jan Wienen