Just Doing
I was a good son, a reclusive one, though. When my parents intruded wherever I’d go, asking “What are you doing?” it bugged me, and so with a shrug, I …
Tag: purpose
Carpe Diem (with audio)
So, faithful beating heart, this is it. You’re showing me to the exit… the party’s over so soon? The clock is ticking slowly, but the alarm is set I …
Pilgrims
In a dying desert lost, Wandering long by paths unknown, Our lives are tempests’ victims, blown As if dry leaves detached and tossed. Forty years, or eighty years For we …
Calling
I have fulfilled my purpose when I cease to wonder … Why am I here? Am I doing this right? What does tomorrow hold? … when I can sit in …