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What is the mystery of life's purpose?



What is the mystery of life's purpose?

We are all in a Labyrinth,
finding our way through life's Maze.

We are like lost souls
which can only be found through the door which we must unlock with our own key.

We find ourselves, traveling, as if on a commute to our endless labors.

We all seek out each others' assured answers, but often without the corrected path which would be better.

We believe we each keep the secret on how to solve our own puzzle.

This quest is at the center of everything we do.

It is at the beginning of our day and it is our finish when we slumber at night.

The start is a given for all, but the end is undefined for the unbeliever.

It is the Alpha of our awakening thoughts, and the Omega of our midnight dreams.

An endless cycle of seaching will go on with each generation.

It is a timeless pursuit so it seems.

It is the age old question, never answered, but always asked.

The mystery to the purpose of life may only be answered when life has passed.

It is the question that everyone asks, but the way to it's answer is only obtained through reaching the end of our own maze.

To be caught up with God, is the only way in which He may enlighten us to life's purpose.

But then there is no guarantee that all will know His intentions.

The only guarantee is life and those written in the book will find His purpose.

About this poem

This poem is about the never ending pursuit of man to find out the meaning of life's purpose and how it is obtained.

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Written on August 09, 2021

Submitted by Crowned on August 11, 2021

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Nicole Crowned

I am originally from Seattle, WA and currently reside in the Chicago, IL area. I am a 54 year old paraprofessional educator with a BA in Anthropology. I am married and a mother of twin daughters. I am an acrylic artist and an amateur poet. more…

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