Can't Hold

Darkness isn't tangible.

Neither is wind.

Or Growth.

Or Spring.

Or Fall.

Or Falling.

Or Moving.

Or Reaching.

I can't hold onto what I do.

I can't hold onto my change. 

I can't hold onto myself.

So I move.

I try to keep up with what I can become.

So I give myself away. 

To friends. To family. To the present. To the future. 

To forever.

Living for them,

Living for Him fulfills me.

Then I become. Every single day.

I can't hold onto myself because I am His to give away.