06-14-2013, 10:05 AM
Elusive as a sea of sand
Slipping through a grasping hand
My thoughts are vapors in a storm
Shapeless, swirling, and they're gone
Memories, philosophies
Tosseled on a mental breeze
Teaching me to know anew
Thoughts are neither false nor true
They're living, breathing, taunting things
Forcing me to look, to see
Until at last I understand
The beauty of the slipping sand
Slipping through a grasping hand
My thoughts are vapors in a storm
Shapeless, swirling, and they're gone
Memories, philosophies
Tosseled on a mental breeze
Teaching me to know anew
Thoughts are neither false nor true
They're living, breathing, taunting things
Forcing me to look, to see
Until at last I understand
The beauty of the slipping sand