In this life..
That  we live..
I have to wonders if meaning exsisit..
Are we  here for one second of time..
that must be fulfilled..
Then life would be over..
as detiny willed..
Entire goals complete in one moment in time..
To stop a car..
Maybe say one wise thing  to a stranger..
that carries him far..
All we are here for..
could rest on one seemingly
meanings gesture or word...
To pick up a pebble..
Move it from here to there..
That could be the one thing
that person was sent to do..
Maybe we are masses of many..
Here to help teach to few..
The Saints..
The Prodigies..
The Blessed..
The ones who change history..
The ones who chage the world..
Even the Hitlers..
The Evil..
While we the masses
are really just part of a small plan..
We contribute to civilization..
We work..
We play..
Really just taking up time..
Then we reach that untimate moment..
We move that last pebble..
That one last pepple..
Could be the end of your life
That last gesture..
Fate...
determined your ultimate time..
No longer needed..
It is your turn to die..
Just one of many ..
Here to fulfill some destiny..
In that second of time
And I wonder..
What is yours?
I wonder..
What is mine.