Would It Be Easier?

I stare at the sky
I look up to the moon
I ask the birds in the high
what do you do to be so happy and in tune?

I look out to the waves
I watch the too bright sun
smiling down, I ask the fish
are you worried or swimming with fun?

I walk through a jungle, there,
there is place for every belonging thing
I ask the mighty lion
do you enjoy being the king
or is the crown an unwanted heaviness?

oh, what would it be like to be an animal
would life be just as hard and dark?
or would I be saved
like the chosen species on Noah’s Arc?