What Is There? ... Poem by Gil Gregorio

What is there to be good to deserve
the goodness of things supreme?
Is it by knowing the self shine
like the brightness of the sun?
Or by a muddled words stamped
like weeds growing on in dried land?
What is it then to be reasonable
to deserve the goodness of wisdom?
Is it by empirical world of senses
like fluid of space and time?
Or by command of greatness sway
like profligates of kings and rulers?
What is there of desires to deserve
the beauty of this perilous world?
Is it by venture of sins forgiven
like the innocence of birth?
Or is it by the bounds of nature
like the metamorphosis of decay?

Why? ...What is there after all?