The Why
A tree stands
A planet spins
A star shines
A human questions why
Satisfaction, at times
But they still ponder why
The blue of the sky
Accepted a spectrum
The saying signifies, another meaning
Judging is easy
Nor challenging like thinking
A dimension in time
Daunting and daring
Patterns in Nature
Flight and flight
Natural Selection
Man’s logic,
Vs.
Light
To be a tree, planet, or star
Simple it does
Without effort or call
The why lingers
Unacceptable
Man pursues with vigor
Sense of perfection
Needs definition
Imagination forgotten, figment
The why spins
In light and darkness
Casting shadows
When it’s bigger and brighter
Answer to the why
Full circle
Never the radius
Just the big picture
The Ask
A bee buzzes
A flower listens
A season senses
A human hints with hesitation
Denied, the ask
Retreats
Missing in action,
Whatever the date
Awaken after winter’s slumber
The ask
A give and take
With certainty a knowing
The ask, secondary
Invented
And put in storage
Permission, an ask
Instead
Of what’s given
Repeated, not enough
The picture painted
With Vision
Whole, misled
Intention, awareness
I’ll ask again
Kingdom of the lessor
Question, ask?
What is
Always existed
Buzz of an ask
A flower’s acceptance
A sense of season
If humans permit it
