A Meditation On Mattering

Everybody needs to mean something 

To somebody. 

We all want to matter:

To our parents when we’re young;

Daddy, watch this!

Teens want to be liked,

By those who are alike. 

Then many seek a mate,

Settle down and procreate,

To find meaning for a time

In family matters. 

Others strive

to be recognized

For their money and success. 

We all want to matter

In this ephemeral life. 

However, until I realize

I matter to the eternal God,

Nothing really matters.

Meaningless, meaningless,

Saith the Preacher,

All is meaningless.