You can stand before thousands
Singing with a voice like breathy clouds
Play a melody like earth has not beheld
Dance like the wind lights your steps
Speak with power and might.
Or you can fade into history
Unnamed, like the whispering wind that fades.
Unknown, like the little stray cat.
Fragile, like the butterfly that flits around your head
Fading, like the wildflowers that wilt in your arms.
But my dream is for this,
To fade away into history,
But like the wind, tickle a hair to draw a laugh
But like the little cat, bring comfort when tears flow down
But like the butterfly, spark curiosity
But like the wildflowers, bring joy for their brightness.
