I WISH TO HOLD IT STILL

The sand keeps rolling by

And yet forms desired premise

The garden and bushes

Are all grown with desire

Beauty is created

Bliss fascinated

And yet each day and night

The sand – it keeps rolling by

I wish to hold it still

The little house and my will

The way my seed grew

The plant suddenly got one

Aah! how it was desired

To hold that plant the way desired

And yet it grew like all

Now its just another stall

How I wish to hold it still

That sand that held me by

That sand that keeps rolling by.

Written by - Mystical Wanderer