Make of It what you will

It is the mist that floats o'er seas
It is the warmth in a summer breeze
It is the dust on the desert plain
It is the insect caught in pouring rain
It is the evil and the good
It is the pulse within the blood.

Surrender to it, become a part
Allow it entrance to the heart
Dive within it, breathe it in
Wear it like a second skin
Give it to those who do not know
Carry it with you where'er you go.

It is the living and the dream
It is both the creature and machine
It is in the future and the past
It is in the way our die is cast
It is wrapped in chaos and in reason
It is the moons relentless season.

Care for it like a lovers locket
Keep a pinch of it in a waistcoat pocket
Make it yours like a pair of shoes
Like music, let it beat the blues
And though it might carry you afar
Let it bring you back, a guiding star.

It is the here and the now
It is in the tear, affirms the vow
It is present when the church bell rings
It is the guardian of undone things
It is in the losing and the winning
In every end, in every beginning.