The Never-Ending Wondering of Why


A man, wealthy by most of the measures visible to a first glance,

turned his attention to why.

To why he did what he did.
In the hope that it would give meaning to his work.
And to his life.
His mind would shout at him for a definition.
A definition that would possess an answer.
An answer that would make itself useful.
But his soul would whisper to him words
that his pen would never quite be able to capture.
Words that would lead him back to his sense of adventure.
And of wonder.
And to a recognition that some questions
could never end at the finality of an answer.
Perhaps the answer to his question lay hidden
in the electricity of the never-ending wondering of why.

[from the SHORT WORDS SERIES of Nic Askew]