poetry

Lots of flowing streams to pursue and then no streams  A desert because you keep trying  To capture  the entire ocean in your tiny cup  And you want it all so bad  To bathe in her waters To hold onto her tightly So that you have the answers you seek once and for all In your tiny cup Struck by her grandeur, you spend time watching her waves from the shore Cup in hand Getting lost in the sirens of her waves of wanting it all, all over again  Knowing you cannot Have it all You s