Purpose of Existence
Deep within the realms of my inquisitive mind is burdened a thought. Given birth
by silent amazement as I pondered upon nature, its beauty eternal.
Ages bloom and fade like flowers, yet remains this burden, this thought does not
devour!...
Like a lonely flower in the midst of the midnight forest of vast mysteries
I am lost!
I stumble upon thee, a desolate leaf, shrivelled and ebbed of life. It clinches with
what strength remains to its master, a great tree. An ocean of sympathy floods
my soul as I stand here and glance upon thee.
“ Do not feel sorry for me”, it whispers, “ for I myself have no regrets in these
fading moments of my life. Let my appearance deceive you not, for it is infinite joy
not fear that surrounds me. Tis not melancholic darkness but heart sweetening
light that dances within my soul.
Many an idle day have I served my master, my purpose in life have I fulfilled. For
since the dawn of spring, my brothers and I, have welcomed the morning sun,
the light of life to dance upon us. Throughout the duration of summer have we
gathered this light and served our master, our purpose of existence. Now that
autumn has awoken my life nears an end. The breeze of the forthcoming winter
hath blown farewell to all my brothers, thus only I remain. When I go from hence
let this be my parting word:
I have given my life, sacrificed my soul to fulfil thee with life, my master, so if the
end comes here, let it come!...
A gentle breath of wind blew the proud leaf into the distant horizon......
The thought that burdened me for an eternity had finally found it resting place.
What is the purpose of my life?
To serve thee, my lord, my master, the purpose of my existence.....
Copyright © Mayoor Sunilkumar | Year Posted 2008
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