Have you ever left like you are constantly searching for who you are.
Always on the road to finguring out what your purpose in life is.
To almost always end up in a dead end.
To change the course of your destiny.
To want more, but too comfortable in your own little world, unsure of if leaving is the right choice.
I have, many times too.
I am still in search of who I am.
Will i ever find it? Maybe, maybe not.
But think about it? Maybe what makes you...you
The adventure you engage yourself with.
The stories you get to share with others.
The lessons you get to learn.
The downfalls that makes you stand up taller.
Are even maybe the loves one we learned to either remember or forget
Love is beautiful, I sure do think so.
I'm in a quest to figuring out what it is that I myself loves to do
The love of sharing my life with another human being, the love of a passionate activity
Even the love of taking care of others.
I dont believe our quest ever ends unless we want it to.
Maybe different isn't so bad after all
The Quest:
In your poem is the discovery of foreveer searching out new experiences and embracing it all, for good or bad. This is a wonderful way to view the world. Good luck on your life's journey. Your poem is a good read and I enjoyed your poem very much.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
This is really inspiring. I
This is really inspiring. I enjoyed the read. Life has a lot to offer...I think we should experience what we want to experience and go for it all if that is what we choose.~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "