Think on my why
You who
Would know Me
As I am
Though you
Do not ask
Or see
What is
The intention,
The motive we
Had in
Making you.
Do you know
Why I
Have to
Be spread
Across beams?
Because I love,
Because these things
Have to be.
Ask of Me
And the world
I would
Give to these
Who ask
In earnest