The Garden

Some ask , some answer Some don't ask , some don't answer But why ? Why do we do or do not ? Why do we seek or seek not ? The old man is searching for a purpose The young man is looking for a reason to act But the wise  discerns and relentlessly thinks But why ? It seems like the answer is on the tip of your tongue It  might be that you can hear it from the melodious voice of the choir It might be that you already knew it all along But why people keep confusing me ? This world is too loud I'm tired of you and you and you ! I think I knew it all along Here's the answer It is near Here's he standing on the clouds with truth and retribution Witness the power of truth  by  John Mayer Charmant This poem shall not be republished under any other name besides the author's name mentioned herein

The ocean is waving The wind is blowing by The light is shining But you are just thinking Hindered by   painful memories You can't stop asking: What will be the future? Will it have pines or flower? Will it be joyful or sinister? However, why do you inquire? Does it really matter? What do you want to conquer? Why do you worry about the future? The birds are singing The volcanos are erupting The lion is roaring But you are just thinking Incarcerated by curiosity You kept on asking: What will be the future? Will I have wealth in it? Will it have dryness or flood? Will it have water or blood? However , why do you keep wondering? Does it matter if life ends up in suffering? Is it really bad if we don't make a difference in society? Maybe , but what will be your future? by  John Mayer Charmant This poem shall not be republished under any other name besides the author's name mentioned herein.