I Wander Why, I Wander How

The Endless Question

To wander is to move without a fixed course—to drift through thoughts as one might through forests or clouds. “I wander why” speaks to the heart’s quiet inquiry; “I wander how” echoes in the mind’s endless corridors.

Yet sometimes, we wander precisely because we are lost—and in that loss, we find wonder.

Paths Without Maps

In a world obsessed with answers, the act of questioning becomes radical. Why does the wind sigh at dusk? How do stars remember their names? These are not problems to solve—but invitations to feel, imagine, and be present.