History Lesson

It always seems that we never change history

As we read old newspapers that speak of the past

Men walking on the moon, invading another nation

Or standing so tall that they were shot down.

In these moments, the idea that we're all

Just dust in the wind becomes exemplary

We feel useless and ever so small.

It is as if we must be ten times the size

Of this world just to change it or make something work

When really, the world is changed by everything

It is changed by the wind which moves

Thin, swaying tree branches, but not mountains.

It is changed by the tear that falls

Even if there is no real reason for it to surface.

It is changed when the sun rises in the morning,

And changed again when it goes down.

It is changed as the crowd rushes through the street

It is changed, even as things are simply standing still

Because everything that isn't now or forever is history

And everything we have done leaves the world

A little different than it was originally found.

How much could your smile change history,
Creating a chain reaction of smiles around the globe?