Satrting Over - Part 3

Going back to my original question, I ponder...what is my purpose? I guess the answer is within. One must wonder, why only humans seem to be clueless about our calling. Does the rain ever wonder its purpose? No. It just comes and goes. It brings life with it, most of the time, and once in a while it also destroys. Does the river ever guess its purpose? Nope! It provides an environment for all type of creatures, water for the thirsty, food for the hungry and a soothing view for the sad or lonely soul...does the mountain wonder why is there? Never. It knows its purpose: to break the sky and stand immovable against the wind, the rain, the sun, the night and the passing of time.  Its majesty defies gravity and human kin...inviting, daring anyone to conquest its highs. Neither the wind, the night, the sun, , the dirt, the sky, the stars, the animals,  the flowers...ever ponder or wonder or second guess who they are and what are their purposes...only humans do...why is that?...to be continue...