A spire

Spires reaching in bloom
finding heaven in the light
rooted in the deposits
of earth fed by the detritus
of the dead and once living
returned to dark earth
residues feeding life
to inspire new growth

seeking higher purpose
while we dwell in remorse
of our daily existence
searching for the answers
that hide in illusions
conspiring to allude
yet knowing the answers
we continue to ignore

praying for divine interventions
lottery dreams to relieve
ignoring lessons to be learnt
from the simple persistence
of the cycles of life
to aspire to celestial highs
do we slowly grow
or wither in disappointment?

Ciaran Burke

%d bloggers like this: