Aspirations
Hope goes up in flames
I sigh and watch the fire
and deep down in my soul
itching aspirations
are part of the whole.
Dreams aims and desire
burn on the ignition
hope goes up in flames
beaten to submission.
Way inside feelings hide,
behind the wall of fire,
next to the fence there’s no defence,
my mind slips in a mire.
Through the smoke and ashes
cutting to the chase
fired up by family
a wish to run the race.
One eye on the fire
the other on outcomes,
rebirth and generation,
move as the fire runs.
Acceding what the fire means
aspirational cornerstones
building new tomorrows
exploring the unknowns.
That in pain there is gain
aspiring to keep going
when all ahead seems lost
the inner strength of knowing.
The worth what ere the cost
reaching the destination
the will to carry on
using determination.
Internal aspirations
dreams that can come true
and with heart a new start
making the breakthrough.
©
David Rudder
13th June 2020
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