Who is he?

There was a boy, a brave boy, who took on the world,
There was a boy, didn't get all he wanted, and his wants died,
There was a boy, facing the storm, and reaching the shore safely,
There was a boy, who kept wandering, with no destination, wirelessly..

He had dreamS, and not a dream because he wanted to conquer,
He had the energy, the grit, the power within to make winning occur,
He never slept, never got up, kept dreaming about all that he dreamt off,
He always stood by his people, and spoke only when they were tired with that speaing cough..

Never asked for more, he was always content with little,
Never gave up trying, and if he did, he tried hard to nail that shuttle,
Never looked down upon whoever came his way,
Never asked for help, he was raw, he was scripting his own play..

Always wanted to love, and make the world happy,
Always took care, nurtured, and if you created a mess, he'd gladly clean all that was crappy,
Always had an eye for big things, but circumstances made him stop somehow,
Always fed the world when he got a chance and went to places in search for solace and how..

They said he kept trying, and maybe will keep trying even if he has nothing, and also that he looks at everyone of you, and tells you a story everytime you meet him.

Who was he, or who is He?
Is he you?
Is he me?
Is he GOD?


Don't search really hard for answers, because life's a journey, and you're maybe better if those answers remain unanswered