Why is the moon luminous?
Why is the sun radiant?
Why is the universe infinite?
When I ask, I hear the song of my own
Inquisitive voice.
And then I know the answer.
The moon is enigmatic, glowing.
The sun is clear, revealing.
And the universe is infinite, unending.
Because we are meant to love the endless questions.
But why does it have to be this way?
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Author:
rrodriguez (
Offline) - Published: August 21st, 2024 18:17
- Comment from author about the poem: Asking why helps us understand many things, but it can also confuse us.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
The answer to one question always leads to another. Well written
Thank you for reading my poem. I was musing about different things, and I started to write, and this came up. Thank you for reading it and commenting, my friend.
Don't delude yourself into expecting answers - just keep digging...
Questions well posed, though.
Yes, sir... The search continuous. Thank you for reading my poem.
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