Love

How easy it is to just disappear into a crowd,
you just walk right in and become another one.
No one really notices you, you are one of many.

How many times haven’t I done just that,
taken a small step and become one of many,
all while really becoming no one at all.

It’s a special thing that makes me keep doing it,
a search urging me to do it again and again,
to find those who really don’t belong in there.

Those that fail to blend into the great crowd,
those who becomes lighthouses in the sea of people,
shining like jewels, beautifying the rest of us.