The Longest Journey- of a sperm

The battle line is drawn, My path to freedom is craving for insane courage, my cost of sacrifice can be easily traded, for there are thousand others like me, all vying for the same goal. So the odds are meaningless to consider, Yet in this dim premise of survival, hope sustains With its tenuous grip on my sanity I will have no regrets if I fail Failure means nothing I’ll be happy to return to my old world The only reason that keeps me going Is my burningdesire to share, For I have learned somuch, Yes I am precious, In fact we all are, But what would the mortal world know? They take everything for granted, I could offer them answers, For I know the language of the wind And how they make every flower blossom, And the Sun, his ray has the power To destroy everything in its wake, Yet it is gentle, sustaining life, Making a bold statement of his Love. I know his love even more for I was his ray, and oh! The joy I can never stop savoring how happy I was to spread light in the world of darkness, how I watched Nature wake upto my call. yes, my world is a paradise, but it is not without sorrow The clouds, do you ever wonder why they roar? Is it because they proclaim their might? No, they cry, and they cry hard, I was once their teardrop, I fell trying to affect the world Around me, but it was futile Such is my irony as a mortal Even now I am trying to do the same I f I succeed, I will cry once again For having to return in to the world Of hollow birth and death, And the true meaning of my tears Will be lost amongst the smiles Of innocent mortals.