Soul's Destination

So thats how it falls out to be, doing quite ok, shouldn't complain. Things are pretty much in place as I would have liked it. However there is a sense of emptiness that prevails. A sense of purpose missing, a sense of belonging hollow. What is it, I ask myself, I think. Everything is so good and yet I feel this way. Strange are the ways. No matter how good we are, how settled so to say, we can never be content. For this soul was made for the heavens and that is where it will find its content, its satisfaction. That is where it originated from and that be its final destination.