Ascending

It will be so

I know a time

will come to

end life mine.

I have made

many memory

to edify me

to see clearly.

The sky it is

crying says no

more secrets

in me to grow.

Mystify does

the world now

not so I will

pain now allow.

No more will

I search to see

for adventure,

pulsing arteries.

I’ve grasped I

see all a reality

in a comfort

in me as I sleep.

I’ll project it

inside a beam

as I lift head;

in sky scream.

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