What is the meaning of life?
Why am I here?
What am I meant to do? To be?
So many years spent searching,
My quest unclear,
Masked by the fog of my ignorance,
I was a human doing
Instead of a human being.
Finally, as lines cross my face and gray frosts my hair,
I embrace the stillness that has eluded me all along.
I see so clearly now, my blindness gone,
My heart filled with joy,
For I understand now what the meaning of life is.
So pure, so simple, so precious;
The meaning of life is love,
To give it,
To receive it,
To become it.