Don't Ask

You sought to ask the poet
what moved his pen to write just so
as if he could ever  show it
or it were  something he may know

Would you dare to ask the ocean
why the tides crash upon  the shore
or your heart to explain emotions
as if that could bring you more

The unseen hand that lifts the waves
also moves the poet's pen
the answer that your soul craves
is not shared with mortal men

Neither ocean,  poet nor the heart
know the why of what they do
each just simply does it's part
to build a better world for you

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