A single tear.

A gentle drip of starlight

falls upon my brow

I wipe it away 

and see, no, gawk

The Universe cries.

What mad idiot could make the universe,

In their infinite beauty

Shed a tear?

A question I've held all my years.

Please tell me. 

What brings you that crooked smile?

That wicked beautiful grin 

Of a person who feels a higher joy

I dare to say, nay,

I dare to command.

Please. 

What makes you whole?

What is joy? 

How do I smile again?

Why must I wear this mask of a smile?

I must know. 

Please. 

Ive begged every deity.

From Zeus to Glooskap

From Innana to the gods whose names were 

Lost to history.

So I prostrate myself to the sky, the Universe.

Tell me. 

Why?