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Hour after hour, day

After day we try

To grasp the Ungraspable, pinpoint

The Unpredictable. Flowers

Wither when touched, ice

Suddenly cracks beneath our feet.

Vainly We try to track birdflight through the sky trace

Dumb fish through deep water, try

To anticipate the earned smile the soft

Reward, even

Try to grasp our own lives.

But Life Slips through our fingers

Like snow. Life

Cannot belong to us. We

Belong to Life. Life

Is King.