Lost

What is the meaning of life?

Isn’t that the eternal question.

From the moment we wake to the moment we drift to sleep

We are immersed in noise.

Constant noise. 

Demands, complaints, compliments - 

Everyone has their own idea of what’s right. 

Their own idea of our meaning. 

Their own idea of the good life.

But how do we navigate through this all?

In one ear I am instructed to follow my passions,

In the other ear I am instructed to follow the money. 

My thoughts tell me one thing, 

My heart tells me another. 

What do I do?

The noise continues to grow around me,

Increasing from whispers to roars.

My body pulled from one direction to another. 

In a world of choices, I am left utterly alone; 

Lost; 

Overwhelmed;

Confused;

Pushed to the breaking point.

And through all the noise,

The only thing certain is the faint, steady, beat of my heart.