Passionless Fruit

In all my life, I have lived for one thing: myself. My work, my family, and my interests, I have lived for, yes...but all these directly and proportionately serve one thing only... self gratification. My work has given me the financial comfort and has quenched my thirst for accolades of "job well done" "how can we ever without you!" "the company is because of you!" from colleagues. When my family is around me, I am free of worries for I know my heart is protected, my emotions kept and my heart secured. My interests such as reading, conversing, and engaging in various nonprofit activities satisfy my intellectual needs and reaffirm my morals and values.

I see the return and the fruits of my hard earned labor...yet my heart is still fervently searching for that one elusive unknown... I feel it, I can smell it but I can't grasp it... It is within my intellectual reach but so far away from my heart. I aim so hard to gain it, live it and yet it escapes me.

I lack it. And because of this, I yearn even when I've reached. I seek even when I've found. I squint even when I clearly see. The journey to claim it must begin. The process to own it must start...

PASSION... You elude me.