As I sit here wondering <br />The purpose of it all, <br />Memories envelope me, <br />Whispers faintly call; <br /> <br />Youth had brought me challanges, <br />Equal to the task, <br />Inspiration guided me, <br />Subconsciously I'd ask <br /> <br />For what my heart was longing for, <br />Though I was not aware <br />The next profound experience <br />Would surely bring me there; <br /> <br />And now I find that destiny <br />Is knocking on my door, <br />But where is inspiration - <br />Have I time for nothing more? <br /> <br />Caught up in my memories, <br />Is that where I'll remain? <br />If that is all there is to life, <br />I'd rather be insane! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />10/12/2009<br /><br />Linda Ori<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wondering-73/
