I've pondered the purpose of life...ALOT.
I thought that if there was a purpose I could accept and see and touch
I might not kill myself
I've wasted many years wondering my purpose
And constantly hugging death
The answer never came until I decided I wanted to live
Our purpose is life.
So what is life you ask
This is what I think life is.
To experience ourselves through body and soul
To see amazing things and tragic things. To forgive.
To feel happiness and joy and pain and sorrow
Without one you really don't know the other
To serve...yourself, your family, your friends, your community...through your work, committment, caring and above all your LOVE.
Love is powerful, it makes all the difference...to those close to you and those who are strangers to you
Love has no limits, it is freeing..
I believe that LOVE is the main purpose and everything else will fall into place...that thing called life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very true dear....very true....loved it! ! ! love how your feeling and the truth combined into this wonderful write! ! Brian~