Read it, loved it, sharing it!
the rain doesn’t ask
why it falls
the sun doesn’t ask
why it shines
the tree doesn’t ask
why it leaves
nothing
in all the world
asks why
except us
because we think
what we think
matters
and it does
but only to us
so what if
we let our thoughts
fall away like rain
what if
we shined like the sun
what if
we let our false-selves go
like leaves from a tree
what if
we stopped asking
why
what if
we just admit
we don’t know
and never will
and what if
we didn’t
make it mean anything
(D James)
wordsofhonestunwisdom 
Thanks for sharing
It’s a nice sentiment, but to me it reads as if were incomplete. I like what is there though.
Could it appear incomplete because the questions have no answers? Possibly. To me this is the essence of my wondering, always questions with no answers in turn leading to more questions, with again no real answers. Is this poem Incomplete or lcontemplative, maybe incompletely contemplative. Or contemplatively incomplete 🙂 or me and my questions! Peace and love!
It could be any of the above. I was just giving you feedback on my ultimate impression. I’m certainly not an expert on poetry. Thanks for posting. I enjoy your blog very much.
Of course! And thank you for reading! 🙂
I especially liked the last stanza:
and what if
we didn’t
make it mean anything
to me it represents the idea of not projecting meanings where they are not needed and where may be none. (FYI: I will copy this comment on the OP’s site)