At one time, this trap had a purpose. It worked side by side with it’s kind. Rough seas, a few storms, it made it’s way to the dry sands. Here, it sits alone. Without a job. Without it’s friends.
Perhaps this is what it’s purpose is. We all start out with jobs, family, friends. Then one day we find ourselves beached, all alone. Wondering about life, our purpose. I believe there are no accidents, we are exactly where we need to be.
Thank you lone trap, because of you, I have a beautiful reminder of a beautiful day. Good thoughts, perhaps a lesson or two. As I share with others, this now becomes my purpose. Who will see this, who will read these words?
Take this, find your purpose.