To know how to live
Don’t ask humans
Ask the stars
I wish I knew them
Many are dead and already gone
And yet their light continues on
Perhaps in that fact
Is the kernel of truth
Live so what you leave burns forward too
Our bodies are fragile and have to die
But who we reach
And how and why
Is the reason we were given life
And if someone a long way away
Sees the glimmer of our life on some distant day
And by it finds a better way
What greater reason could be provided
To live a life less selfishly divided
Wondering
What is my purpose?
