If I Weren't Myself
If I Were...
If I were a kite I would fly away into space
I would savor the colors amidst the blues and rainbows
I would be twinkled with sparkles in the deep beyond
I would choke and would live my destiny in vacuum
And live in what the folks always point to or dream about
If I were a leaf I would grow into green freshness
I would bathe in the light and drown with the wind
I would sway around and waltz with nature’s symphony
I would blissfully brown up into my enigmatic transference
And still sway and fly with the music nature plays
If I were a dove I would paint the skies white
I would brighten the rays of infinite promises
I would shower tranquility all across my orbit
I would change my colors to live all lives
And sing, dance with élan, and fly away and beyond
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