Sand.
Are you sand?
Glistening
But
Meant to slip through my fingers
I see
A few grains
Left
In the cracks of my palms
A few grains that were meant to linger
Smoke
Are you smoke?
Visible
But
Untouchable
Dancing
And uncontrollable
Bringing tears to my eyes
Through beauty and by pain
A Star
Are you a star?
Shining and brilliant
Casting your light every night
But
Sailing
Far from my reach
A trillion miles away
Wind
Are you the wind?
Blowing
With an unseen persistent source
With an unknown unpredictable force
But
Uncatchable
Vanishing from my sails
Vanishing from my sails
YOU ARE READING
EXPOSED
PoetryA peak behind the curtains, The stripping of the facade, Let's peak inside my head, And prepare to be awed... ;-) Photo is of Lake Nakuru in Kenya.