No Mission

A meditative poem based on Buddhist principles.

It's in the asking that one cannot see
What is my purpose? keeps you from being.
The mere act of doubt prevents peace
within one's self and with others.
Always wanting to know the future,
dredging up the past;
life does not go back and into tomorrow,
it is one linear path of today.
The more you seek, the less you find.
Stop. Meditate. Be.
become like Kundera:
I have no mission. No one does.