"Why" is an agave plant raising its many hands towards sky, shaking in urgency, as if demanding an immediate answer. This "why" I note, it keeps asking perennially; in tequila haze, I guess that the spirit of that "why" is that keeps me high though the agave mysteriously seems pained! "Why?"
Bless the blue agave, for its questioning spirit, of even the heaven yet still being generous resulting in our daily drink of tequila, with out any hindrance.