What am I?
What am I, but a gentle whisper?
A lone tree, in a rain forest.
A star, hidden by the glow of the moon.
What am I, but a humble servant?
A tiny drop in the ocean.
The dot on the ‘I’.
What am I, in this sea of souls?
A tiny toe on the footprint of mankind.
A single page in the book of eternity.
What am I, in this universe?
But a single speck on the expanse of nothingness.
An action. A choice. A decision.
Can they really change my place?
Will I make my mark in history?
Or will I fade away like words written on sand?