Stars of brilliance in the bleak night sky,

beg an answer to the question why,

why are we placed here upon this land,

shifting beneath currents like drifting sand.

Is there a purpose to our existence?

will we learn the answer with steady persistence,

when our souls drift to our final place of rest,

will we be certain we have done our best?

With hands open in an infinite embrace,

will God accept us, bestowing us with grace?

Is this our reason for taking each breath?

to learn His wonder before our death?

Is there yet more to life than this?

as we await that eternal bliss?

By: Beverly Beekmans (May 2010)

I think we all sometimes wonder why we are here, the purpose to life and sometimes I think we forget to live while we ponder this purpose.

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