ASCENSION POEM
I ASKED
TO FLY
I DID NOT KNOW
THAT I
WOULD DIE
AND ONLY FLIGHT
WOULD BE
WHERE ONCE
WAS ME
I ASKED
TO FLY
I DID NOT KNOW
THAT I
WOULD DIE
AND ONLY FLIGHT
WOULD BE
WHERE ONCE
WAS ME
In the spaces between our thoughts the Divine calls us to the dance of creation. One day (to our astonishment) our prayers are answered. We do not hear the forlorn echo of our mind's longing, but the cry of God, calling us back to ourselves...Ascension!
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