Why Are We Here?

In the tapestry of time, a question profound,

Why are we here, in this world so round?

A cosmic dance, a journey unclear,

Let me weave a poem, a reflection sincere.

Beneath the stars, where galaxies twirl,

A planet suspended in the vast cosmic swirl.

In the grand design, where purpose is near,

Why are we here, do we persevere?

Is it to chase the dawn's golden light,

Or navigate through the darkest night?

To share a smile, to conquer fear,

Why are we here, in this atmosphere?

In the embrace of love, the ties that bind,

In the recesses of the searching mind.

To learn, to grow, to shed a tear,

Why are we here, year after year?

Perhaps it's to find our own unique song,

In the symphony of life, where we all belong.

To make a difference, however small,

Why are we here? The mystery calls.

As seasons change, and time moves on,

The answer eludes, like a distant dawn.

Yet, in the journey, as our paths veer,

We find our reasons, why we're here.