In the hush of dawn, when questions rise,
And thoughts are woven through morning skies,
Why that’s so, this unspoken plea,
Unravels the truths we long to see.
Why does the river’s whisper flow,
And the wind’s soft sighs come and go?
Why does the heart in silence ache,
And dreams arise only to break?
In shadows deep and light’s embrace,
In fleeting moments we chase,
Why that’s so, the curious quest,
For reasons that never seem to rest.
Through the dance of stars and shifting sands,
We seek the why with open hands,
For answers lie in the search itself,
In the wondering, the pondering, the quest for self.
So, embrace the why with heart and soul,
For it shapes the journey, makes us whole.
In every why, a story grows,
A map to where our spirit goes.