Divine purpose

As the fog settles in

A chill soothes my skin

Thoughts begin to surface

What is my purpose

Divine interventions

Or primary intentions

The future feels uncertain

Should I pull back the curtain

Revealing uncertainties

That have overwhelmed

Every path discovered

Requires a choice

So I listen to my voice

What is my purpose

Should it be near

And when it appears

Will it be clear

Though it may feel hidden

What first felt forbidden

And so I choose to share

Our purpose was always there