The wonders that soar,
Through life and O more..

Thoughts tried to explore,
That others can't ashore..

Can go no furthermore,
For mind O caused to sore..

For life O stands before,
The sea and O the shore..
The starts and O their glore..

For how'd come all the more?
'tis deep the something's core..

The something, for can't ignore..
The something, for can't be sure..

O the something has me tore,
Yet something's kept me shore..
For all of something 'tis therefore..

© OHT