A Grand Purpose
December 21st, 2007 at 4:57 pm by Colleen (Colleen's Poetry)
I struggled and struggled
thinking I was all things.
I grasped at chaos
and practiced elegant stances
until seven came along.
I disregarded him
saying “I have no time for you as I am all too important”
and he said, he would be back.
I searched the cosmos
I wore meaningful beads
and performed the rites of ancients.
I read the great philosophers
and memorized the words
so I could repeat them with eloquence.
I clothed myself in the world’s greatest thinkers.
I danced before the fire.
I bathed in the river of time
and then I met nine
who asked what I was doing.
I said “look on me and behold my glory! for I am infinity!”
Nine smiled and called seven to her side.
They took me by both hands and
held me like a lover between them
and suddenly, my confusion melted.
I had a purpose
and my burden was no more.
For I am not infinity.
I am eight.