On the Question of Questioning

Where am I?
How did I get Here?
Where am I going?
What motivates my progression?
And What really constitutes progression?

Have I ever fully appreciated
the miracle of here?
Have I ever fully appreciated
the wonder of having at all?
Do I ever contemplate
the depths of what
I might not have?

Do I question questioning
to the point of abandonment?
Can I accept that the question
is the inhale
and the answer is the exhale
and its OK to take
a few moments
in between each
and just enjoy
the process of breathing?