Question

I know not how to live
without thoughts in my mind.
I see everything in a different light
each moment a puzzle.
I have been told not to think too much
but therein lies my existence.

My desires are few
yet far away in some distant land
my thoughts lie.
I search for the truth
my hand stretched out
my eyes searching.

I do not know the end
I know not the beginning.
life is puzzling.
but with my end near
i shall sleep with peace