I was made for more than fleeting days,
A purpose woven in mysterious ways,
In this grand tapestry of life's grand chore,
I'll find the reason I was made for.
To touch a heart with kindness, lend a hand,
To help a soul in need, to understand,
To spread a light where shadows tend to pour,
This is part of what I was made for.
To dream, to reach, to boldly strive,
To keep the flame of hope and faith alive,
To chase my passions to their very core,
This is something I was made for.
To love, to laugh, to mend and heal,
To comfort those who yearn, to truly feel,
To share in others' joy, their burdens, sore,
In compassion, I discover what I was made for.
To learn, to grow, to stumble and rise,
To see the world with ever-wondering eyes,
To find my purpose, explore, and explore,
This is the journey I was made for.
In moments of doubt, when skies are gray,
I'll remember the path that guides my way,
For in this life, a purpose I'll explore,
Discovering what I was truly made for.
