Cathedral Of Grand Ideas – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: campfire at Peter Denny lookout near Sandstone. There’s something primal about fire!

“The moment something ends, a spectacular new voyage begins in the unseen.” Hiral Nagda

Cathedral Of Grand Ideas

The trees gave fragments, 
igniting my mind with a 
language of fire, composed of 
intricate thought elements
reaching up to the sky as
skeletal bones of frame,
marking out a cathedral of
grand ideas that will inflame
passions and set fire to our 
eyes of knowing, new energy
arising from the ash of rutted 
ways.


Copyright 2021 ยฉPaul Vincent Cannon
All Rights Reserved ยฎ

22 Comments

Filed under bush walking, camping, Country, Free Verse, life, mindfulness, nature, passion, poem, quote

22 responses to “Cathedral Of Grand Ideas – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Watching flames dance and shapes form… primal and hypnotic.

    Liked by 3 people

  2. I needed the encouragement of your poetic words today. Thanks Paul.

    Liked by 4 people

  3. I love the title, Paul. Beautifully penned.

    Liked by 2 people

  4. Fire burning us clean? (Metaphorically speaking, of course!)

    Liked by 2 people

  5. Your poem captures the ancient magic of gazing into a fire! Lovely poem, Paul!

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Beautiful poem and beauty of the campfire ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸŒท๐Ÿ™

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