Ever Fleeting Yet Sublime Poem by Rauri Mikaeo

Alas! Alas! Alas! Alas!

My shoulders slump my eyes downcast

Why should fate bring so near

And yet withhold the final steer

To bring us two to place and time

Ever fleeting yet sublime

Alas! Alas!

We move to fast

Else too slow and shall not pass

This way again till who knows when

Alas! Alas! Alas!

Alas! Alas!

Like dew on grass

Somewhere between the first and last

Hard to touch and hard to taste

Before the wind evaporates

And carries water to the air

I would to drink but not is there

Though we know it's all around

In the sky and in the ground

Lest it be within a glass

Between our future and our past

Alas!

We cannot drink nor even see

And thirsty fools

Remaineth we

Alas! Alas! Alas!