Depth of Being

In the depths of existence, where truths reside,

I seek the meaning that life cannot hide.

Through whispered echoes and moments sublime,

I unravel the secret, the essence of time.

It's not in the grandeur, the fortunes amassed,

Nor fleeting pleasures, they fade away fast.

The truest meaning lies in connections we weave,

In hearts that touch, in the love we receive.

For life's profound purpose is found in the soul,

In acts of kindness that make others whole.

It's in a smile shared with a stranger in need,

Or a gentle word that plants a hopeful seed.

The truest meaning lies in moments of grace,

In compassion that's shown, no matter the race.

It's the bond of family, the embrace of a friend,

The support that uplifts, a helping hand to lend.

It's in chasing dreams with relentless pursuit,

And finding purpose in passions that root.

To leave a mark, however small it may be,

In making a difference, setting spirits free.

The truest meaning lies in the lessons we learn,

In growth that follows each twist and each turn.

It's in overcoming obstacles that arise,

And finding strength within, where resilience lies.

It's in embracing both joy and despair,

Knowing that life is a tapestry, rare and fair.

For in the contrast, the highs and the lows,

We find the depth that true meaning bestows.

So let us cherish the moments we're given,

Live with intention, a life truly driven.


In love and connection, our purpose is clear,

To make a difference, to hold what's most dear.

For the truest, most profound meaning of life,
Is found in the love that erases all strife.
To touch a heart, to leave a lasting trace,
And fill each day with compassion and grace.