Purpose.

by *-la ciel-*   Oct 21, 2006


What is our purpose
what is our reason for being
why have we become who we are
why is this gift
if we call it so
leading us ever more disillusioned

are we really gifted
or are we lost in our own delusions
that we are sent for a purpose
or are we doomed to search for a purpose
or is our purpose to live as we do
and forever be lost in the quest for it

or is this all natures design that
we view ourselves as we do
superior, gifted, purposeful
or is it some greater entity indeed that
has sent us for a quest of this purpose

or will we end finally realizing our purpose
and thus continue this endless quest
which drives us to do what we do
will we ever come to meet our maker
and know that the maker is none but ourselves
who give the purpose of purpose
to exist as we do?

please coment or at least rate.
i really need to know and would love some advice.
thnx

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  • 18 years ago

    by HuggyQueenofCookies

    For what it is worth, I have the same questions in my mind..and I think this is anawesome poem! 5/5

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