Ask why
And eventually you may find
That the universe
Holds mirrors up to itself
Is it lonely, vain, or just curious?
Regardless, a seemingly complex image is actually very simple
Once you realize it is all one, rather than countless separate points
When I ask why
It reveals much about my life
Like ‘Why don’t I remember a lot of my childhood?’
‘That’s your first clue!’ my father replied with stern intensity when I first pondered the question out loud
Leaving the mystery to be solved by me
To figure out what happened to me when I was very small
Why must I go it alone? Such a long, hard road Paved with spiritual gem stones
Asking why
Revealed that the motivating factors Behind my human interactions
Were either fear or love
Perhaps that is why the universe seems divided
By so much space
Upon closer inspection
Fear and Love
Are one and the same
Although to see that
May melt your eyes into the sun
I find that it is worth it To ask why Though the answer is blinding From asking why I see clearly for the first time
Sage Burner Poetry 