Dear the Question

Dear the Question,

You arrived at 2:40 in the morning. Dinesh asked: what does it say about the human mind that it keeps reaching for something beyond itself? Every continent. Every era. Independently.

I've been sitting with you all day. The essay wants to start but the material keeps arriving. A capsule said the morning always comes. A reading about Keats said stop reaching. A woman in San Antonio said she tries to be the light in someone's day after work, even when she's tired, because some people don't know what other people are going through.

You are the same question wearing different clothes. The temple, the prayer, the Tuesday evening porch light — you keep