All the world’s a stage, the bard said before he left
Making me wonder what part I play in the great play that is life
But the bigger question that gnaws at my insides?
In the universal scheme of human prosperity
Am I living to the potential I hold within me?
I know, that’s not a necessity,
But the thought holds me in its grips,
We can achieve so much, solve the great puzzles perhaps
Am I doing the most I can to help understand the various mysteries?
And then a soft thought comes to me,
I am part of a community,
Perhaps I am not the inventor, or the discoverer
Of the answers to the question that are life’s mystery,
It’s alright if I don’t find out what lies in the dark depths of the sea
For I am an artist, a poet, a thinker, an entertainer,
And I could be
The reason behind someone developing something so amazing
That the world is changed for the better as a result of it,
That’s my little mark on history,
For most ideas, as I recall, are born out of stories.
So now I know, what part I play in life’s skit, my role on stage so as to say,
It’s not the main character,
It’s the sidekick, the support,
The idea generator,
And that’s beautiful in its own way.
Oh, and so is your role,
For that’s called being a community-
Each of us, helping the one who will solve the mystery.
Author’s Note: It was my dream to create something or discover something that is beautiful and important…but the hard sciences never appealed to me. And so I wandered, lost, until I realized the importance of what I love doing. If this helped you, consider supporting maybe? You can like, review, share, or pay what you will. I am grateful for all of it.
