Nostalgia For Meaning

I wonder how to understand The journey finding the meaning Of every day mundane living Perpetual repetitiveness of cycles That we are stuck in from the Moment of our birth All the way to the death I wonder what keeps people Going when there is no destination Other than certain death And there is no way to find Anything that would serve As a point of reference Even if everyday reality feels Totally solid and real Behind the illusion of veil There is nothing we can Recognize or even fathom How is it living in the world That is inexplicable mystery Locked away from our senses People manage to embark On a journey and sustain Everyday living stream Even when there is nothing To hold on and keep living We keep dreaming And keep trying And keep dying Without knowing Why we are doing this