Life’s Carousel

It seems to me, the meaning of life is lost. Maybe that is why no one knows it. As if the human race is on a carousel trying to look out at the crowd. Yet we are all moving far too fast to find our loved one’s hidden among the blurred faces. Constantly moving, swirling around and around till our time has come, and our ride ends. Then the pearly white gate’s part allowing us to rejoin our family. Now we are left to watch those left behind as their ride continues on. Helpless to join them, but happy as beloved faces split with smiles. We wish for a moment we could be back on the jarring contraption. Then the memory of overwhelming emotions mixed with the confusion of enjoyment and pain flood back. It was spectacular while it lasted, but for now it is better just to watch the young ones enjoy their selves.