A Piece Of The Wind
Trying to hold on to the ephemeral
Is like trying to catch the wind
All you do is run around wasting time
Until one day…
You don’t have the breath for it anymore
And then it is gone like a balloon in the sky
Hold what you have while you have it
Cherish the moment while it is there
Like a deer in the meadow it appears
And then vanishes before you can breathe
And then your left with only the memory of the grandeur that was before your eyes
Taste It, I mean really savor it.
Linger a little longer. Use every one of your senses to take it all in… while it is there
For it is all ephemeral and momentary
So hold on to it loosely and feel it sincerely
Perhaps you might just grab…
a piece of the wind