Finding Your Passion

This is either a poem or a journal entry. Calling a series of questions i have about finding your passion. How do you find your calling when you don't hear anything calling? I've been waiting for the phone call. Nothing. Maybe i should be actively seeking my calling, but then it's not technically a calling. It's more of a finding or a treasure. Do people change or just become who they are? Can the question itself be the answer to that one?