The Greatest Question

I want to ask the biggest,

Hardest, greatest Question

I can, of Mystery, of the

Cosmos within which we

Live, I live.

And that is, I think,

Why does it all exist and,

Also, why do I?

This question looks like

Two but is one alone,

For I am the Universe,

The Universe me, and

Together we dance the

Sweet dance of Mystery.

Now I do not expect an

Answer to my Question

Just asking it is

Big enough, 

Just daring to open my

Universal Heart

Bold enough.

For this Heart is what

Permits the impossibility of

Answer, it lives within that

Impulse that enables two

Opposites to coexist.

And so, whilst there are

Many ways to begin an
Answer, I prefer to live the

Question and keep living it

Until I breathe my

Final breath.

Then, and only then

Might I have 

My Answer.