Ascension

By Juliet Perez-Del Oro, 11th Grade

Errant mortal, what is it you seek?

Dusk in your eyes, staring out at the infinite beyond,

Confidently damned, but saved until dawn,

Lace yourself into resolve.

 

Lost in the cursed truths that you speak,

Blinded by the static of contradicting dimensions,

Forever revolving around you in contention,

Forced to rise and to evolve.