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