“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language.”
When the storm rages on the oceans way,
“Why?” is not a question for the gales stay.
When the earth trembles and shakes us deep,
“Why?” is not a question we should keep.
When the starry skies shed their bright lights,
“Why?” is not a question for that dark night.
Reap the strong currents of dire sorrow,
“Why?” is answered only by tomorrow…