So many questions with no answers
So many puzzling paths with no compass
As the stars so many in the sky night
Yet lost in the bosom of the ocean
Northern star seems to slip in between
Compass skips the reading to get home
For the questions and puzzles fills more
So the answer cannot be the answer right now
So many questions but less answers
In the maze running around withno hope
For hope was left outside to begin with
One can’t help to ask, without questions
What answers there waiting to embrace them
What if without them questions all is empty
And finding the answers will just leave a void?