A Life Well Lived

I'm floating away on an island.

Floating away, losing attachments 

     to this reality.

Through a mist of unknown mysteries

     I travel

Through cloud and storm and wind

Then suddenly, like a curtain being

     pulled from before my eyes, 

     I enter.

Floating like a cloud,

I am taken back by the scene 

     before me.

A lush rain forest beneath my feet

A massive waterfall in the distance,

     towering into the most beautiful

     clear blue lake before me

A rainbow, mist, and brilliant sunshine

A chill of awe and inspiration runs

     up my spine

I can feel the joy in my bones.

I am revitalized.

9-2-13


This poem is a metaphor for personal growth.  I describe the struggle and price to pay for learning.  I then describe the place I find myself when I'm benefiting from that growth.  I titled it 'a life well lived' because I believe this place of discovery and glory is where we are meant to live.