"Ante Acensionem"
Down before up,
Pain before peace,
Not a test, but cleansing
A deadman’s soul,
Borrowed for decades,
Eating and defecating,
No more.
To know at once,
The horizon at my feet,
The over and under,
I am He who was He,
Who I miss, but
Will be Thee, again
From the abyss,
In that time, soon to be.
Wails of tortured spirits, once souls,
Neither human, nor whole,
Heartless, I only perceive,
Unknowing pain known
From camaraderie forlorn.
Time transgressing space,
Strategies required and foreseen,
Timing time for precisions means.
Ante acensionem,
Ante reverti,
Ad officium consummare.
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