Ascension

Patsy Starke
Nov 6 · 1 min read
photo-1492176273113–2d51f47b23b0ByMarc-Oliver Jodoin-unsplash.com

Climbing up the stairway to Heaven,
I lost my breath.
Air became warmer.
Bright penetrating light,
right through to my soul.
So, this is what they talked about.

I knew the Host,
when I was a child.
Would he let me in?
Said he had a place for me,
when I die.
Is that what this is, death?

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Patsy Starke

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Registered Nurse, Transgender Woman In a lifelong transition, Parent, Grandparent, Normal every day run of the mill person, realizing my place here.

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