"The Purpose of Life"

"The Purpose of Life"

A Poem by Night

And it makes me wonder...!


God of mercy, Father of light,

Almighty God and Creator of life.


A question I ask on this lonely night...

What is the purpose of life?


We're here for awhile and then were gone

Like the words of an old forgotten song.


Our days go by like dust in the wind

How soon we wish we were young again.



Children laugh and old men die

Graves are filled and woman cry.



The green grass withers and leaves turn brown

 They pass from this world without a sound.



Babies are born and people rejoice

Brought into this world without a choice.



From young to old much too fast

And before we know it  our life is past.



Our life's a book a short story at best

When the last page is turned, then we rest.



Ashes to ashes and dust to dust

Now we live and die we must.



Brevity of life and purpose of man

Our time is running

like an hourglass of sand.



To be immortal and die never

Oh how I wish I could live forever.



So what is the purpose of life...

But to live for God and to die for Christ.







Night.2013


© 2013 Night


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Stunning write. I've too many thoughts to throw down on a review. Life I think is meant to be our journey toward Him. Some have a shorter path than others. How are we to appreciate paradise when we have no reference from hardship or pain. As one that hasn't wandered too much away from the straight and narrow, the few "troubles" I have created or clung to have been my lessons as they hit me quite hard. All of us have a different journey, yet in it together. I do not wish to be on earth forever. I love my life, very appreciative and blessed, and I do not fear death for myself. However, I still have children at home. My biggest fear has been following in the footsteps of my mother and grandmother that they passed from cancers when their children were still young. Once I know my children are safely out the door and capable adults, they are my legacy here. Everything after that as they say... Is gravy. Nice writing! If it gets me commenting or thinking this much, it's good!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Night

11 Years Ago

...there is much in this write itself for it was God breathed...God knows...thank you very much...:)



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This is amazing, Sir! I love this one...so inspiring. This is a reminder to every person if his purpose of living.
I like the couplet format.
Thank you so much for sharing this.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Night

10 Years Ago

Always a pleasure. ...=)
Very very true.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Night

10 Years Ago

Oops missed you on this review.....much thanks for reading me......Night. =)
Beautiful write. Enjoyed! :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Night

11 Years Ago

Thank you very much, I'm glad you enjoyed it...=)
very inspiring write, lovely write

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Night

11 Years Ago

Thank you very much...=)
Stunning write. I've too many thoughts to throw down on a review. Life I think is meant to be our journey toward Him. Some have a shorter path than others. How are we to appreciate paradise when we have no reference from hardship or pain. As one that hasn't wandered too much away from the straight and narrow, the few "troubles" I have created or clung to have been my lessons as they hit me quite hard. All of us have a different journey, yet in it together. I do not wish to be on earth forever. I love my life, very appreciative and blessed, and I do not fear death for myself. However, I still have children at home. My biggest fear has been following in the footsteps of my mother and grandmother that they passed from cancers when their children were still young. Once I know my children are safely out the door and capable adults, they are my legacy here. Everything after that as they say... Is gravy. Nice writing! If it gets me commenting or thinking this much, it's good!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Night

11 Years Ago

...there is much in this write itself for it was God breathed...God knows...thank you very much...:)
Wow.... I'm speechless. I'm going to let my hands to the talking. *clap, clap*

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Night

11 Years Ago

...:)
Wouldn't it be boring to live forever? I mean as time passes you eventually realize there is only so much to do until... if you've read that poem of mine about being bored until you reach that point.

Still an interesting read

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Time's The Bond

11 Years Ago

It would also be hard to hold a love. Unless that love was immortal like you.
Night

11 Years Ago

...lol. For now maybe...just wait till your older...lol.
Time's The Bond

11 Years Ago

Well I am young, but if I were immortal I would come to the point of realization that whats the chal.. read more
I like the tip of the hat to Narcissism in the second to last stanza ;-) Great work here, my friend. It is a universal question, one to which we may never know the real answer.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Night

11 Years Ago

Hey kimmer...lol. True story...thanks...:)
KAOlmsted

11 Years Ago

Always my pleasure.

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