what I CAN do
I look at the world around me.
Full of love, joy, hope.
Marred by hate, pain, doubt.
I see myself in the middle of it all.
So small, what can I do?
So insignificant, what can I change?
But then I look again.
And I see the world for what it is.
There's the whole world.
Then there's my world.
And I realize, there's not just one world.
In fact, there are billions of worlds.
And every one is unique, different.
Seeing this, it hits me.
I may not be able to change the whole world.
But I can make a difference in one life.
And in that one life, I can change the world.
And in doing so little, I can do so much.
Some worlds don't need to be changed.
Some don't want to be changed.
But where I can, when I can,
I CAN change the world.
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