It's on days like this I asked myself
Have I done the very best meant for me
Grab the essence of my existence
To stop existing, start living
Did my presence make a difference
Did I live with indifference
Fully manifest what's in my heart
The things in life's path, kept me apart
Live the purpose of my life
That will only give true meaning
This is my heart's yearning
When this body fails, become rather frail
Will I look forward, rather than behind
Confident that I lived out my purpose
One that was only mine
What a waste to exist, having never lived
Lived my mission, my plan, my destiny
The very essence of my existence
Only meant for me
Could this be my heart's yearning
All around me, there are worlds I cannot see
Yet they are real as I am to be
Beneath my feet, around and above
Though I cannot see for eyes given me
Eyes given that will never see colors others see
Other existences about me
Held prisoner longing to be free
I break these bonds about me
They limit me to do much more than I can see
Such desire is my heart's yearning
I must remember this, while I yearn to explore
To always learn more, will be my life's quest
Never truly attaining full knowledge yet searching after it
There will always be much to discover, to learn
To be such about me is most welcoming
Yet still made by another, no lifetime here will do
In my few years of life, I'm just passing through
While there's still a lot for me to live life anew
This quest will always be my heart's yearning
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.