Ascend me high; I allow your hands, wings,

Oh, your shimmers are quite the blinding sight,

But a gift cowards are eager to throw,

Hiding away in the darkness of shade.

Ascend me high, with you I will reside,

Bathing in the light of your waterfall,

In the crux of dark, your glow remains,

And you’ve sign your signature on the world.

(I have been slacking on writing because I’ve been busy and I’m getting bored of my writing. I feel like I’m repeating myself a lot 🥲)