Life's Purpose Poem by Carmina Abrenica

As I gazed upon a celestine
My mind was caught wondering
What a kind of life it had been
With even footprints left unseen.

A life to live or a death for a living
Underneath the rocks are the answers hiding
My purpose is yet found
In circles I've been going around.

Dwelling inside is a voice or two
With a different tone and hue
Resting in a troubled she
When days mark one to three

Every breath of hope
Every strength to cope
Every night and day
Every music to play
Every joy to sing
Every good life brings
Everything is made to where it leads
In accordance to God's wondrous deeds

Every morning to wake up
Is a chance to look up
To the Almighty who inspires us to live
Appreciating everything we do and give

As I gazed upon a celestine
I took a smile and continued wondering
What a life it could have been
To live a life with purpose and meaning.

19May2017