What's It All About?

I don't understand it,
This life that I chose -
I ask, 'What's my purpose? '
But nobody knows,
Stumbling blindly
In search of the light,
I'd just like to know
If my choices are right;
I dwell in confusion,
Thoughts spinning around,
No sense of direction,
No truth to be found;
Is it all about karma?
For the good of mankind -
If I give unto others,
True blessings I'll find?
So who dishes karma
And what is their game?
Is it logged in some ledger
Embossed with my name?
My good deeds, my bad deeds
The laughter I bring,
The tears of resentment
That well up and sting?
Some day when I'm older
And wise for my years,
Perhaps understanding
Will make it all clear,
'Til then I'll just blunder
My way through the mire,
And hope for the guidance
Of Someone up higher.

by Linda Ori

Comments (1)

SOBERING & POIGNANT PENNING...I LIKE THIS A LOT, LINDA....YOUR RECENT VERSE HAS BEEN OVER THE TOP STUPENDOUS! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR