Whenever I have thirsted  
though my tongue sought water  
my soul sought for this.

Whenever I have yearned  
though my dreams dreamt of futures  
my soul dreamt of this.

Whenever I have labored  
though my efforts aimed higher  
my soul aimed at this.

Whenever I have swooned  
though my heart longed for beauty  
my soul longed for this.

Experience is a gilt onion.  
I peel it back, layer by layer,  
and always I find this.

This is the purpose.  
This is the meaning.  
This is the intent.

Perhaps you wonder what I mean?  
In truth, you wonder about this.