What Do I Really Want?

A whisper curls, a question forms,

"What do I truly, deeply want?"

Don't lend your ear to echoing norms,

This symphony's for you to haunt.

For in that core, that yearning's flame,

A compass spins, a path unknown.

Let others chase a fleeting name,

This truth's a seed to be your own.

The world may dazzle, tempt, entice,

With glittering jewels, a gilded road.

But hold your ground, discern the price,

For some fine things don't ease the load.

The perfect fit, it will ignite,

A spark that sets your spirit free.

Not every chance, however bright,

Is meant to be your destiny.

So listen close, the answer rings,

A melody just yours to claim.

Then watch with joy, as what it brings

Will blow your mind and fan the flame.