The answers to questions asked,
How alluring their gleam.
To the mind that asked so to know,
A thread more in it's weave.

Beautiful the living, of those who ask
For whys and hows they breathe
Bare their souls they do to know,
The truths and lies they reap.

Then someday you'll ask for an answer,
An answer you wish, not have heard.
Will you then remember the puzzle,
The quest that brought you here.