Who am I and why am I here?
Where am I going?
How will I know that my journey has ended?
Lying in this soft warm bed
I think about the day ahead
I listen to the sounds of night
The air's tidal wash flowing in and out
sustaining the soft beating drum of hearts rhythm
Crashing upon this soul's shoreline
Is there a reason for the space I take
... my imprint in time and space
Life is surely a puzzlement
A daily struggle for meaning
-- early monday morning musings