Selfless trust and courage high—
Dust to dust, but are these to die?
(Hate and lust and greed and lies—
Dust to dust, and are these to rise?)
When ’tis kindled, whither it goes,
Whether it fades, or glows and grows—
Readers of riddles dark,
Solve me the mystery of the Spark!
FOXGLOVES
Pink-purple foxgloves