Transcendental Sonnet #119:
Philosophy

The consolation of philosophy
Is meaningful if but to seek to know
Why things are as they are why things must be
Inscrutable above more so below

To seek not the answer but the question
And learning to ask discern suggestion
Pattern and rhythm and outline of truth
Ever more curious the further from youth
To find within the world some equipoise
To winnow out the wisdom from the noise

To find at last a still point of repose
Inscrutable below more so above
To answer honestly nobody knows
And at the end to leave it all with love

+Steven Curtis Lance

from Transcendental Sonnets, Copyright MMIII

This, to me, is one of the best you've written.