The sand of life

It's there,
when you are not looking
it's yours
when it's not in your hand
it answers
when you don't call
it hides
when you appear
what you want is so near
that you can't see
far,
as you wish it to be
it seeks you
wherever you step
speaks
when you don't listen
and it dances
only to your song
it's within you all along
what you for, long
it yearns far more
if you only knew

The older we get,
the younger
the closer in fact,
the further
it slips away from your finger
when you hold on to it the tighter,
the sand of life
and you thunder
as you whisper
lighten,
when it's sunshine darkness
the crazier the wiser
seeking it in every arms shelter
when it's just all the way
in your heart.

We leave 
when we stay
arrive
in the moment of departure
never more present
as in our absence
forgotten
only when in time, remembered
but we are afraid of the safety of knowing
that this life is just like us
another visitor
reaching only when lost.

We're partly whole
and part of the whole
we rise 
when we fall
and fall as we the highest
rise
sometimes we chase time
not knowing we are it
the punishment and the crime
the richest without a dime
we sing and rhyme
though we are the very same song
and in every divine verse,
we are but the poetry.