Bigger Than Myself
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I'm one of billions of human beings
trying to understand existence.
I feel inconspicuous;
a tiny piece of an intriguing puzzle.
I'm not in control of anything; all aspects of my life
are guided by an unknown force, a series of circumstances
that ultimately define my id.
Something outside my reality or grasp
set events into motion, resulting in me.
I am not alone; someone or something unseen
is with me on my journey through life.
Is it destiny? Is it fate? Is it God?
Oh, how I wish it to be God, a spiritual father
who loves me and is loved by me.
What is life's goal other than evolving the species
through an eternal cycle of procreation, birth, and death?
Scrutinizing nature, I find evolution is always in play.
In truth, are we so different? Do we have a soul
or a reason beyond hope itself to believe we are unique?
Only Man can question His origin;
thus, we view ourselves as an enigma within a puzzle.
We all share a curiosity and are capable of thinking outside the box.
But I'm not merely a cog in humanity's clockwork.
I am an individual puzzle piece designed to fit my role perfectly.
I've yet to discover by whom or what,
but I hope I shall in time.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2019
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