A Poem Sparked By a Prompt

How Did I Get Here?

Tell me, Beloved,
how did I get here?
Why was I born upon this planet
at this point in its history,
in its cultural and spiritual evolution.

Tell me, Beloved,
how did I get here?
Why did You choose
the sperm and the egg
that created my body
especially for me?
What talents did they give
the body that holds my soul?

Tell me, Beloved,
how did I get here?
What is my purpose,
I know that I was created to know and love You,
I know that the purpose for humanity
is to carry forward an ever advancing civilization,
but do I have a purpose beyond this
or am I here to assist
in the advancement of civilization
by proclaiming Your love
and Your name across the planet.

Tell me, Beloved,
how did I get here?
How did my soul come into conjunction
with this body?
I know that my spirit merge with this body
at conception,
but what was the process of this merging,
or is it something I need to know or even worry
about at this point in my spiritual evolution?
What does this body hold
for the my spirit?

(10 Mulk 162 B.E.)

This poem was sparked by a prompt from a yahoo prompt group.