I Want To Be Like Sand

I want to be like sand,
And slip through people's fingers
I don't want to be static,
I want to be without form,
I want to be baked by the sun,
I want to be kissed by rain,
I want to be given a shape, but
I do not want form,
I wish to remain in your minds,
As a collection of grains,
And I want a dream to carry those grains away,
To another place. where
All thought of me leaves you,
You cannot hurt sand,
It will always come back,
And like the dreams you've forsaken
I will come as well,
For, like sand, I too am Limitless

The Bilge Master