Obscurities i

Now I have lost form.  I have lost an imprint to leave on your memory, the silhouette of a vase gone. Instead you find pieces, shards with irregular shapes - shapes that are me, always me.

Now I am water and I have lost structure - only what you make of me as I rush through your mind. Now I am fire and I do not conform to one shape.  I can be infinity to you, dancing while the embers burn.  Now I am wind, comprehensible to how you feel.

I want your attention to me. Here. Don't look at the table. It is just an illusion spaces of this universe has accommodated to be.  Don't look at your hands. They will only understand what you can understand.

Believe me.