Can You Catch the Wind?

The breezy rhythm of Mother Nature
Its beauty, of unspoken stature

This wind, that blows the sand away

Minutes to hours, go astray

Yet, winds of time were never mine

They left me to regret and whine



I used my hands to see if I

Could capture the breeze that blows by,

I closed my eyes to touch the sky

To feel the clouds, that often cry

Yet winds of time were never mine,

They left me to regret and whine!



I’ve heard, all is within your range

If you believe, what they hold strange

I placed my faith in an unworthy crime

I tried to catch, what never was mine

It passed me by, it had places to go

It touched me gently, escaping me so

For, winds of time could not be mine

They left me to regret and whine!



The agony of loss has finally taught

Never should try, what you cannot

For the sun, the moon, the stars that shine

The motile breeze, are all divine

The wind, be it of weather or time

Refuses to be captured, leaves us in a shrine.