Ascension dwells in senses heightened,
God´s lifting hells, in all things lightened,
Upon majestic flights, of eaglets wings,
In the voices of birds & those who sings,
Upon wild winds & soft gentle breezes,
In moonbeams & ray of sun that teases,
Within fleeting pelts & flighty feathers,
In plumes of ravens & waving heathers,
Within heady aromas, scents & perfumes,
Where petals dance, to nature´s soft tunes,
In the rising of happiness, glee & life´s
sap,
Ascension, into joy & waiting of God´s lap.
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