i am unyielding, ever-moving, and gone

i. i am gentle

the sort of gentle

thats slow and soft

but does not yield to touch

ii. i am fluid

my core is solid

i am swirling around myself

at any given moment

yet my gravity is centered

iii. i cannot be contained

to try is to lose me

hold me and i will

drip through your fingers

and solidify elsewhere

call me and wait

or do not call at all

iv. i am gone

i am miles ahead already

always somewhere else

at a point i have not yet reached

too impatient with Now

to linger a moment longer