One of many

I am a voice of evolution,
I am a bringer of confusion,
I am a whisper in the noise,
I am a teller of the choice.

I am one of many, who’re now few,
I am the maker of new view,
In universe I’m like a grain –
Yet what I do is not in vain.

No more pet, no longer beast,
The road is clear, doesn’t twist,
I’m flying now on wings of fate,
I’ve come in time to pass the gate.

The world is shifting in frustration,
But underneath lives new formation.
It won’t be quick, it will take time
As this new order starts to shine.

You see the roof, I look in depths,
To find divine I take my steps,
Believe or not, one day you’ll see:
It is not I – it’s all through me.