As I lay
in my bed on a cold, chilly evening
With only my
loneliness to keep me company
I contemplate
on the dull tomorrow to come
And its
promise of predictable monotony
The
distance I travelled towards my goal
And yet my
goal, ever distancing itself from me
It clouds
the glimmer of joy within me
Guiding my
thoughts to the edge of their sanity
What fuels
my desire to go any further?
What powers
me forward with cause?
As I ask
these questions out in the darkness
I decide
to confront Hope, the undying
“What
gives you right to exist?
What
steers you on, when reason is lost?
What
births you each time I seek you?”
I ask
Hope, hoping for an answer
“I am but
a light that shines when lit
It is not
my design to appear at will
You call
me foolish, as I often come uninvited
And yet
even in folly, I find welcome always
I am like
the wind, I flow where needed
Maybe your
question is best answered by Faith
For
perhaps it’s by her call, that I spring eternal”
So I turn
next to Faith, the unshakable
“What
gives you strength, to carry on?
What fire
lets you shrink and then grow even stronger?
What keeps
you rooted to your spot,
When the
storm blows everything out of its path?”
“I am but
a servant of your will, your device
It is your
belief in me that gives me form
Perhaps it
is your Heart, that wills you on
That beats
every beat to carry you forward”
So in the
weary depths of night
I search
within me to meet Heart
And while
it still toils, with a soft rhythm
I pour to
it, my questions still unanswered
“What
fuels you on, every beat that you take?
What
drives you on, what purpose indeed?
What is
the reward that your work fetches?”
I implore
of the Heart, the unwavering
Without
changing its course or pace
In gentle harmony,
it offers me its advice
“It is not
in my power to question my work
I am but a
servant to your existence
I merely
do my job when I continue to beat
So you may
find solace in my gentle rhythm
And to quicken when you run, or think of her
Maybe Soul
can offer you the clarity you seek”
So I
finally meet Soul, the untempered
And lay my
doubts at its feet
“What is
the meaning of life?
What is
the purpose of this existence?”
“To live!
To exist! Is that so hard?
The
journey is much more exciting than the destination
Was never
more true than in this case
For your
journey will be the reward you seek
You dream
of touching the lives of all
And yet
you know not, how many you touch
With
simple acts of kindness or compassion
And how in
turn these lives touch your own
It is not
your duty to change others
But you
can merely aid them to change themselves
And while
all your actions may seem random
It is they
who change me and let me grow
For it is
a lie that I will never change
That I
give you form, your thoughts and dreams
In fact
with each action, each song, each dance
It is you
who shapes me in the moulds you build
So with
every breath and every thought I grow
And it
gives me strength to carry you forward”
I ponder
on its words, trying to make sense of it
And the
more I learn, the more I yearn
Content, I
drift to sleep with a smile
Knowing
tomorrow will take me away from today.
