He had heard the question asked so many times
from adults and children
on days when light spilled from the sky
and days when the sun was just a forgotten friend
He had heard it asked through tears and through laughter
day time and night
Heard it asked in churches and temples, synagogues and mosques
heard it sung in the hallows of sleep
and whispered in the gaze of candlelight
But ever since he had seen the silent sky on new moon night
he knew the answer
We were born to witness the stars into being
Lago de Atitlan, Guatemala // 27"02"18