To Dust You Shall Return

Vague words impressed into the dust, but the wind swirled, and blew the dust away, leaving bare dirt, devoid of meaning. Try as one may to catch the swirling dust, blown away in the wind, it escapes outstretched hands, clutching fingers, inquisitive minds. Merrily, and tantalizingly, it prances just out of reach, and scatters the dust among desert sands, where one meaning can be mistaken for another, and true intentions lost.