Why Do I Feel?

Once I was asked, "Why do I feel this way or that 
way, 
for someone, or something?" 
When I thought about it I first had to ask myself; 
Why does a bird soar in the night gone sky,? 
Why do the clouds billow and pillow all around?
Why does the morning gold flow from a crack 
in the horizontal in front of me? 
Why does the stored rain fall to the ground 
and mix and pool and trickle down 
my cheek, chin and window pain,? 
Why does the surface water mirror the world 
above it 
and blanket a universe below it?
Why do I feel? Once more I asked myself; 
Why does a babe laugh and cry, 
 

why does a child need to know, 
why does a youth know so much pain, 
why does the aged pain so much to know, 
why does life grow so much only to die, 
yet fight so hard to grow, 
why does mankind share, 
care and dare to love so much 
just to get less than they gave?
Why do I feel? I need not ask anymore. 
It's energy in motion, E=mc2. 
That's it, my notion, that feeling is emotion. 
This is why I feel, because I can. 

©WRM