What is the meaning of life?
I don’t know.
Maybe happiness
Love
Success
Charity
Giving and taking
Making something new
Watching ideas grow
Take shape
Transcend space
and time
and your own life...
I don’t know:
I’m much too young, aren’t I?
Why are we here?
I don’t know.
Maybe for a purpose
Because life
Evolved us into being
A higher power
A special role
A calling
A perfect passion designed for us
Another worker bee in a
Grand colony
Just to be
and live
and exist....
I don’t know:
I’m much too inexperienced, aren’t I?
Who are you to give advice?
I don’t know.
Maybe just a girl
Behind a computer
Typing the thoughts in her brain
Building worlds and characters into existence
Right there
On a little webpage
With a blinking cursor
Scrambling for inspiration
Wracking my brain
Make haste
and write
and build…
I don’t know:
I’m much too inarticulate, aren’t I?
What do these questions have in common?
I don’t know.
Maybe they’re special
Because everyone
In the whole wide world
Has a different answer to each
A passion
A calling
A reason to be,
Live
and work
and breathe…
I don’t know:
I’m much too young for this, aren’t I?
What is the meaning of life?
Maybe mine is
To be happy
To be a writer
To make haste
To create
To love and to hate
To exist in this cacophony
and wait
and simply be…
I think so.
Why are we here?
Maybe I am here
To be an archaeologist
A microbiologist
An author
A soldier
A researcher
Historian
Zoologist
Astronomer
To find my passion
and explore the world
and be fearless…
I think so.
Who am I to give advice?
…
I do know:
I am just a girl.
A speck in the infinite river of time
One bright star in a never-ending sky
An author
A poet
A musician
I give my two cents on life
and live
and laugh, because...
I do know something.
I know myself.
I’m a girl
A speck
A star in a beautiful,
gem-studded sky
I’m unique
and wonderful
and meant for great things...
I know so.