The Grasping Poem (Ode) Poem by Abstract Poet

Why is one always grasping
for the wind? like there
is no end but for some the
end comes all of a sudden.

What do you want to be
reaching for until the
end I hope its not the
stars that's grasping.

For the wind everything
your hand can touch is
grasping for the wind for
it is the things that.

touch your heart that
live forever if you see
a friend is hungry feed
him...if you find a bird.

that can't fly keep him
its the simple things
that remain and everything
you gain in life.

what is it to you when
you gotta rest in leave
it all behind I've said
this once before in.

will say it again hold
on to the things that
last because everything
else is don't try in.

catch the things you
can't keep the things
that are already
givin' to you.