I ascend
I ascend
Until I fly.
Hear me laugh
Hear me laugh
Until I cry –
I am free
I am alive!
I hurt in my soul
While I grew my wings
Where my heart once cried
My soul now sings!
I ascend
I ascend
Until I fly –
My soul is reborn
My voice is heard –
I will never die.
Vanita Shukla Hork, 2023
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Ascension
A very lovely poem.
Thank you so much, Steve 🙏
The corner is turned – new beginnings beautifully portrayed.
Thank you so much, John 🙏
I enjoyed the comparison between the past and present flights. Your younger self was explicit in what prompted your flight, and the modern self appeared to react to the general state of life, realizing that multiple events give us wings?
Thank you so much,Christina 🙏Indeed, the older, modern self has realised that we die and are reborn several times in this lifetime. We earn our wings through life’s painful lessons🌷
I absolutely love this! I have felt these very emotions, and you have captured them stunningly.
Thank you so much, Jas, this makes me so happy to read 🙏 I send you much love and blessings on your journey of ascension ❤️
Thank you so very much, Vanita. That truly means the world to me. You are an amazing poet and I send you much love and blessings back.
Thank you so much, Jas 🙏🙏🙏❤️