With all the souls…
And all the choices…
And all the differences…
With the uniqueness…
Of creation.

To their left,
Stand up, sit down,
Laugh, cry,

To their right,
Come, go
Sing and cry…

To the front
Walk like this,
Dance like this.

And the back
Push it, fixed it

With all the variety
Just a single choice
Looming to opt
Is, I am; I will