Aspirations Poem by irenio irenaeus bero

In the sorrow of my aspirations
Where wings are broken
And dreams imprisoned
In a shell of silent promises
Painted by the scars of life
Found in these fleeting walks of perpetual desires
I see the light of the unknown arrayed with myriads complexities
And in awe I ponder over such an amazing magnificence.
My mind is stripped naked and exposed
To the light that has no variations,
No alterations
Or even capricious falsifications.
Soon I begin to realize the importance
Of all the lessons I learned and how I got to this cornerstone
Of divine and therapeutic acceptance of unforeseen occurrences.
I am here to be here and live through that which is not here
That's why I seek permanence of undisturbed divine glory.