Our True Purpose

(poems go here) The rush of the words flowing from my mind Reaching the point of pure perfection. From one extreme to the other. It’s as if it’s the climax of words, As if they could be falling from the stars Into the universe Finally reaching my exceptional mind. Finding an inner power To brave the tough world of judgement With only words. The inner meaning of existence comes through Inspiration embraces And I now know what I am meant for. But then, What if I am meant for more? Not just the glorious artist of words, But the keeper of the knowledge That is to be shared, That determines the future, Of this beautiful world.