I am to the universe...
as a bug's life is too me.
I am not the master...
Of this personality you SEE.
I am meerly a grain of sand,
I am barely visible to the eye.
I am meerly on a path...
To be steadily treaded, til' I die.
I am small and nothing more,
but I am meaningful, all the while.
As I be, I am not a TROPHY
for THAT EXTRA MILE.
I am FOR my SELF.
I'm not able to give me AWAY
The path that i walk...
Won't allow, consciously, ME to STRAY.
I am what I AM,
Up and Down as I may go.
I am WHAT I SEEK,
OF MYSELF TO FULLY KNOW.
I am to the universe,
as "a bug's life" is to me.
I am to it's changes,
As a flower to a bee.
The bee takes it's needs from me,
To balance out a hive.
But with my knowledge of consumation,
I struggle, but remain alive.
I am but a flower,
In a long meadow of NONE.
Simply soaking in the rain...
and indulging beams of SUN.
I am fully balancing-
The meadow where I reside.
By being best at BEING
And flowing with the tide.
One day, yes, i will wilt.
And become lifeless to the eye...
But my seeds bring the offspring
To pollenate and stand high.
So... I am to the universe,
as " a bug's life" is to me...
But I flow through with the changes,
By my positive enegry.