Why?

Sometimes, you just gotta ask: why?
Why? Oh, universe, why?

Reveal unto me thine secrets
among patterns in the ivy.
Let the moon illuminate
thy mysteries upon reflections
in the water.
Let shadows be destroyed
by the awakening
of the morning sun.
Let falcons soar across
the horizon and
tear through the silence in the sky.

For if it is true
That desire breeds suffering,
Let the falcon snatch my heart
and carry it away towards the horizon.
My soul is an open lake
resting in a misty valley
on an autumn night.
Let the moon illuminate
the darkened waters
So that when the sun awakens,
reflections in the water
resemble patterns in the ivy.

And in one strange moment
during twilight hours,
Moon and star,
Sun and fowl,
Water and flower,
all come together
intimately linked
So that all desire vanishes
for one brief eternity.