Just the other day,
I began to ponder
The meaning of life.
What is our purpose?
Why are we here?
What do we mean to those who hold us so dear.
So I decided to ask some questions
That needed answering.
First, I spoke to Religion.
It was quite disorienting,
As there were many versions of her
And each version had their own beliefs.
Each version told me that to find Purpose,
I must look inside myself.
I had a conversation with Beliefs and Values.
To say the least,
The most opinionated persons that I have ever spoken to.
But they told me one thing,
That I took as advice.
What shapes your Purpose is
What you mean to others.
I spoke with Family.
Which was really just a large group of loosely affiliated people.
Family said that in order to find a Purpose, you must make one for yourself.
After I went home,
Crafted a Purpose for myself using only my
I found a Purpose staring me right in the face.