Our paths are destined, beyond our understanding.
It was written in a book long ago before our time...
And extends for a time that the mind of man can not comprehend.
We strive for better, achieve more and search for answers.
One isn't better than the other.
We are each simply employing our paths on earth.
Life is a journey with an end and results.
But spirituality is without end and offers continual growth.
For the peasant has a notable cause though we can not see.
His life was a teaching and a mission of what we yet know.
His life intersects with others who need him yet we judge.
It is not our place.
The elite have a reason for it is written in the book of life...
That we have not read.
Their lives intersect others, perhaps they have learned.
Hardships simply teach us what we did not learn from the past,
to better prepare us for what is to come.
A three minute phone call holds up a man's day...
he does not meet his end in a fiery crash for it wasn't his time.
The unfortunate losses that we suffer open doors to impact others lives,
yet we aviod the reality of this as it does not serve our purpose.
We should never question why, only strive to be the best in our calling.
If we do not realize our calling it will manifest itself upon us,
if we only believe.
If the earth and all it's contents were created with such perfection,
than who are we to believe that our life is without purpose?
Even those who seemingly have little?
Each man is just as important as the other...
For each little task contributes to the tributaries that create the map of life,
and thereafter,
For our lives are like that of nature.
As the bees and butterflies pollenate...
they have a cause.
As the storms cleanse dead trees to make way for the new,
as the the food chain was perfectly developed to control the environment naturally,
without human interferrence.
So as our lives...do not question...just live them as they were written.
