finders not keepers

inspiration.
deluding all who seek it,
finding all who need it.
often just when we need it the most,
it drifts away, slip right through our fingers,
much like a shadow you never really could see.
it's there, yet maybe it's not.
it's hard to be sure.

just why do we seek,
for this thing so elusive it's almost beyond us.
why, i wonder...
really, is this something we need?

but everytime down, close to out.
it springs into your mind,
gives you the will to carry on.

being touched by our very own god,
that's inspiration.