So Close, Yet So Far

 What you knew you had right beside you

What you never knew might leave you

What you had neglected for days

What you wished was still there, within your gaze.

That miniscule amount of hope 

That you feel lingering close by

You could open out your arms, embrace it,

But suddenly it's high in the sky.

Once within your grasp,

But now away from you,

Don't waste a moment on a wee gasp,

Time won't stop, and the moving hope too.

Each moment is to be caught,

Each memory to be cherished,

Hold them carefully in your arms,

Before they shall vanish.

The consistent inkling when you feel,

Something close, yet so far,

Is only because you know yourself,

That it is within your grasp, but not within your confidence.

If you're positive enough that you can hold it,

The 'it' that is mysterious and something only you know,

You can hold the precious 'it',

Clutch it tight, don't let it go.

You must be close to the end of the day,

With its cliffs and slopes and Rocky slides,

Because you knew you could make it all to the end,

And if you dream of it, you could even reach the sky.