I sometimes find I'm drifting
Through this life without effect;
I often wonder if I'm truly
worth what I've been blessed
I search through days that have been hard,
to try to understand,
The many trials that I have known,
The life that I have had.
you see me in my daily grind,
So confident and strong;
Yet when I am alone, I question...
Just where do I belong.
there must be some meaning to this life,
some way to make a difference,
Give a reason for this strife.
Is there some hidden meaning?
Some agenda to be found?
A greater purpose waiting
If I care to hang around?
It teases and it taunts me,
Always slightly out of sight;
A hazy vision out of reach,
Where darkness hides the light.

The universe is transformation; our life is what our thoughts make it.

Imagination is more important than knowledge.....

Enigma's Works

Poetry (Love)	2010-07-16	Words Can Be Addictive
Poetry	2007-04-20	??Dreams??
Poetry (Ironic)	2007-04-09	Voices

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