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“Why”s Make the Wise


In search of answers
The mystic would suggest
To look within and everything can be known to us,
I find this erroneous,
When I read the book within
What is shown is just
A lonely question.

The question resembles the answer
Like the lock resembles key
Necessity is the silhouette of a solution
And as the Chasm is also the shape of what is yet to fill it
It chooses to call rather than announce
Emptiness is a gift
Not one given
But that it allows to be taken

Silent questions are the emptiness of the wise
A philosopher stoned turns silence golden
Pontificating only in questions
Responding only in wonder
So speak less
Or declare your emptiness
As fools do.
Attend to your ears
And let the answers in.