I waited for the snowfall
but finally when it came
the snowflakes melted in the air
before they reached the ground
and all remained the same.
I waited for the sunshine
but when I finally caught a beam
it had no strength against the chill
so seeing how it came and went
might just as well have been a dream.
I look ahead, now void of hope
and wonder: What might stay
if anything at all.
Why bother grasping anything:
It comes and goes away.