Empty Dreams.

If I had wings would I fly with birds on high or touch the evening skies? If I were a jet could I see beyond the sunset to view the other side? If I had another’s eyes would I still see the world as it is? If I were a ship would I sail the deepest seas or maybe crash upon a reef ? If I were an eagle would I prey upon innocent lambs or traverse distant lands? If I were a tree would squirrels still scuttle among my leaves hiding their acorns, or birds their seeds? If I were the ocean would I ebb and reel or help sailors maintain an even keel? If I were the wind would I demolish all evil things or blow the breath of peace Into the hearts of men ? If I had a choice what would I choose to be, knowing that IF I were anything else would I be as blessed as I am, being ME?