Never Enough

 

There is no ultimate height to be reached

No passion that can be fully satiated

We fly high once in a while then plunge

Down to the nest from which we flew

Satisfaction is a mediocre expression

It barely describes ambition least of all desire

Our arduous searching becomes circular

Round and round we go chasing our own tails

We seek sublime happenings in ever present hope

Impatiently we aspire only to finally expire

In this transitory and finite existence we are caught

Within limits and boundaries set in place

Drugs, alcohol seduce us to ultimate pleasures

But short lived and far from heaven

Many become frustrated and disappointed 

This is part of the grand design

To allure and encourage but never enough

never