Messages from My Soul

What Took Me Here

WHAT TOOK ME HERE

I was once asked, "truly what did take you here?"

My shoulders I shrugged, the answer yet unclear;

For whereas my friends abroad have taken flight

I know not why here I stay and write.

One friend of mine chose the seas afar to sail,

To tread o'er its sapphires down his foamy trail;

But I know not why here chose I to belong

To heaven cruise on frigates of song.

Another decided a builder to be,

For built by him cities he longed so to see;

But I know not why my Muse instead I've sought

Worlds to mold in the vastness of thought.

And yet another hence a painter became

Seeking ideas on his canvas to tame;

Such so entices, yet I know not why I

The earth itself decided to dye.

A doctor became a friend another still

The body to keep from the menace of ill;

But why's it that 'tis the mind from trouble worn

Which to healing I myself have sworn?

Only with that did the answer just I see

And pleased I said, and this proud smile on me

"What took me here is my Muse who me did call

And then let me one become with All."