Just another poem, but i like this one. I showed myself that simple questions can take a lot of thought when many just rush through them.

Simple Questions

A whisper on the wind

Calls my name

It tells me to go

But go where?

A stutter in the brook,

Murmurs to me

It urges me to follow

But follow what?

A pop in the fire

Cries out to me

It orders me to help

But help who?

A footfall on the rock

Shouts to me

It demands me to start

But start when?

A rumble in the storm

Startles me

It begs me to do something

But why?

A ray of sun

Shines down on me

It pushes me to decide

But decide how?

Sometimes

Simple questions

Aren’t simply

Answered.