Purpose

Every blade of grass has it

Even the blooming moss

Something that serves another

With some gain or loss

Each person I fall in love with

Or each one that I despise

If I can step out of the frenzy

They all make me wise

Each moment filled with joy

Or made heavy with pain

Can teach me how to be

With love or disdain

Each high and low of life

Has the power to tell

If I can stand aside and watch

My own heaven and hell

Each breath I take, has it

Without a why or how

For not in the gone or what is to come

My purpose is in the now

Published by ElusiveSilence

Always wondering....

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