What if, We just Sat there and stared At a starry sky. And we stayed there Until those stars Turned into a sunrise. Such that the night Seemed like years, Like lifetimes. And when people walked On the path that lay In front of us, They had lived there lives. But we remained, Sitting there, As onlookers. To be quite honest, We thought all people, Lived the same way. For so many had Walked that path the same way. But one day, All of that changed. Because one day we saw A child walk right past our sights. It was the most peculiar thing We had ever seen. For we had never quite seen Anything like it. And as the child walked past us, He left, A mark. An insignificant mark That somehow managed To illuminate the area surrounding it. And those who walked the path after him Were not quite the same. And at that time we thought to ourselves, We had never changed a life. Maybe we could change A life. So we got up And left our little Sitting place And we walked the path ourselves. But this time we decided it would be different. We would not just walk the path like those who had walked it before us. This time, We tried to leave a mark. In hopes that An onlooker would see the tiny illuminating mark, And leave their very own Sitting place And decide to leave A mark Of their own.
