The Simplicity Of Fun

Having an ephemeral convo is fun, With words on thoughts we run, Perceiving many futures bright as sun, With the will weighing an intangible ton, Beauty lies in the world apart from screen, Your life shall speak with every scene, As memories will never be left unseen, So the head is anointed with the oil of keen, It's the bliss of a valley near life's rock, An endless journey during the walk, As a creator you hold an omnipotent chalk, Is this ephemeral when it's beyond any talk.