I Do, I Do

I wonder why.I do.
I wonder why.
I do, I do.
I tell myself no.
Am I wrong to do so?
But my heart speaks of many things
Freestanding temples that stand on lush parkland
Gleaming glass towers that are steely strong
Shaded thoroughfares and common commands
Where fingers of sunlight dance the day away
A jumble of sounds that buzz the air
Somehow it all makes sense
This freewheeling rumble of logic
These nights that never sleep
These days that never end
Hope that never fades
Somehow I fit in it.
But the question,
Still remains:
"Just how"?
"Just"?
"How"?
Do I, Do I...
I wonder why.
I do..