The Question

Why is the world so full of care?

Why is the world so full of strife?

Why do we search and find despair

When all we want is life?

Why do the heavens seem so far,

While earth remains so near?

Why do we reach and find no star,

Yet tremble here with fear?

The answers lie beyond our view,

Beyond the skies so blue.

We ask, we cry, we wonder why,

But answers must come through.

Author: Rudyard Kipling