Something beyond it All

Not tangible...but it's there.

Try to articulate it and it eludes verbal expression.

Try to grasp it but it disperses like a dandelion in the breeze

Try to mold it and it becomes like a misshapen vessel.

To taste it is to savor the sweetest nectar.

Hold it tight and suffocation ensues

But given away freely... One's own true nature is revealed.