Ascension

we are gathered in a line

as I’m waving you goodbye

I’m afraid we’re out of time

but they say it will be fine

and I’m breathing one last sigh

there are paths and I got mine

there are odds, they will incline

we were born to want, to try

we can do it, it’s our prime

no more waiting for a sign

no more questions, we know why

in Ascension we will climb

a new limit, to define

we go walking to the sky

what is normal? what’s sublime?

what is common? what’s divine?

we have dreamt and want to fly

we can bet, I got a dime

will I see you down the line?

we’re moving through space and time

still remember you were mine.

(London, 5th September 2025)