Possess

Can you hope to possess the dawn
  the sky so beautiful in color
Can you retain and stop the night
  from coming, the sunset disappear
Can you capture the brilliance of the
  morning light on each intricate web
Spun so tenderly during our sleep
  glistening with the dew of the morning
Can you turn each little drop into its
  diamond brilliance and keep it
If we cannot possess the beauty of
  life's simple gifts how do we think
We possess anything at all, even ourselves
  we are not a possession but God's delight