A Bug's Life

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.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is totally about... me and my aspects on what I am to this life

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