8-27-16 Only One

 •Only One•

I could write something about me 

Or about my life 

About my future 

My past

About my body 

Or about my mind 

But it wouldn't really matter to you 

This life isn't mine to keep 

I could get run over 

I could run out of breath

My heart could stop beating 

None of it would matter 

It's not my life to lead 

There's something bigger to accomplish 

Someone needs to make shapes in the clouds 

Someone needs to carve mountains 

Someone needs to stretch trees 

Color butterfly wings 

Teach baby birds to fly 

But that's not my job to take 

That's not anyone's job to take 

Only by One

It's done perfectly 

Not one flaw 

Not one blemish 

We've touched the master piece with our greedy hands 

Breaking rocks 

Cutting down trees

Tearing down mountains

Shooting down baby birds 

Polluting the clouds 

Pinning butterfly wings to our walls 

Thinking we can be bigger 

But who's bigger then the universe?

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