Like a ripple on a lake

Our actions emanate

outward,

Touching colleagues, friends, our kin.

Unlike that ripple, visible, reverberating

Our actions, their imprints, keep us waiting

For a sign, some validation

That life’s true meaning lies herein.

Days turn into weeks, then into months

Mood turns sour, into a funk

Do I matter? What’s the point?

Is there purpose in who I’ve been?

But invisible doesn’t mean unworthy

Good deeds do grant mercy

The hidden legacies of others

Shape us, make us…who we are within.

About the author:  Patricia Brooks is a speaker, life purpose coach, and author of Growing Bold: How to Overcome Fear, Build Confidence, and Love the Life you Live. She is currently living in France and experiencing her dream.

Photo Credit: Yoann Boyer