Question sits at their desk, under the night sky. By the light of one single candle - a star amongst many others - they try to create a map of the sky, to understand its patterns. Vines grow in the courtyard, as patient as they are, and in the bushes little flowers bloom, stars in the making. There are many gates leading away from the courtyard, many paths too explore. The world is too big, much like the sky, but they soldier on with their study.


Possible meanings : Searching for your place. Understanding your role as part of a larger system. Understanding the universe as a whole. Looking for patterns, yours, those of the world.