Is Purpose

Is Purpose

To Love, for the sake of Love,

Is of the highest.

To give, when the selfish voice murmurs no,

Comes not from us.

To speak the truth, with no shame to be found,

Makes ones lie, a buried memory.

To judge what comes before us, knowing no depths,

Can blind this accuser, of all divine secrets.

To live compassion, knowing no reward,

Is coming closer, to what is meant.

To live a life of uncertainties, constantly questioning its worth,

Will only show you, there is meaning.

To serve with discretion, when struggles demand a presence.

Will expose these fears, and peace will follow.

To Love , for the sake of Love,

Is purpose.

Lafleche