What is my purpose, my calling,
Why was I thrust on this plane?
Of what achievements may I boast
When the sun sets on my domain?
How I ponder this circumstance,
Why am I here..... why in this hour?
To relight the torch when fierce winds blow?
To give strength when weak men cower?
Am I here to sharpen the sword
When the battle is being lost?
Or, perhaps to calm raging seas
When the frigate is being tossed?
Seeking a reason for this breath
I exhale into the atmosphere,
I looked to heaven..... then to hell,
The answer still remained unclear
I searched through cloud drifts, sand and sea,
Deprived of a compass to guide,
No shout of exultation heard,
How cunningly the answers hide
Or, do my poems hold the key,
Are my words the final Amen....
Piercing my heart, letting passion flow
When in my blood I dip my pen
No, none of these is the answer,
Though ideas come by the score,
Now, at last, my purpose revealed....
I was born to love you evermore!
Good morning poet Lora, and this was a very interesting, attention hold poem, I enjoyed, Loyd
Read it again and still lovin' it all Grand LOVER you are be it Spring or Fall! One so well loved and loving offers a perspective rare, reckless abandon when you let down your hair?
So nice to go through, with all question and doubts dealt in and at last reaching to a conclusion - I was born to love you evermore very nice, Lora, thanks.
I'm so enamored of this poem! As one who has pondered this very same question from a young age (which I find strange in itself) I can't help but relate to this so perfectly penned write! Thank you fr sharing! Has definitely been added to my list of favorites!
Now that is what I call a twist! And the you is not even capitalized (lucky someone) . You are surely a Poet Laureate of the heart!
Wow! This came from deep within who cannot see this clearly will certainly die in sin! A+ my dear! ! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the passionate culmination in the climax proves this navigation is worth everything. remain inked in love your quill.