Ascension Day
We sat within the murky depths;
belief just gripped belief's belief.
But now we're up, we rise, rise, rise.
Our stay there had been not too brief.
But now we know our notions were
a world once served by gods and heroes,
something that was needed then,
but now we thrive on ones and zeros.
It’s such a welcome cheerful breath!
For now we've ceased to drown, drown, drown.
It’s such a welcome griefless breath!
Those notions cease to hold us down.
(7 Feb 2024)
Copyright © Andrew John | Year Posted 2024
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