Why am I living this life, so filled with strife, which cuts like a knife?
It must be I am playing a part day to day in a way only I can play,
While knowing I’m throwing in my cards with so many other bards
Of reality, fighting banality and lightening flashes of some finality
Against which I am powerless, save to be thankful for the tranquil
And abundant happiness that comes sometimes in the adventure
Of which splendor is an ever-present promise for such endurance
Note: Fellow blogger, Kabeer, asked, “Why are you living life?” at the end of his post entitled, “I don’t know why.” The above was my answer. Perhaps you might answer, too! Blog your answer and kindly refer back to My World: The World I See.
2 thoughts on “An Unambiguous Reason for Living”
I see you are no better when it comes to words and feeling I’m glad to have you back I needed you so desperately…as my eyes are filling up..with a greater sense of peace and joy
Thank you very much, my friend! As always, peace and blessings to you!