Springtime On Ascentia

Springtime On Ascentia

By Paul McCann

It was springtime in Ascentia and wild flowers scattered across the land .

Out there the desert sun shone down brightly on the yellow ripples of sand .

The colours spread out there  on a canvas of this forgotten place in time .

Not a sound could be heard anywhere as the enlightened ones returned  home .

They floated above and took images of the flowers from their space drone .

Fire fell from the sunset sky as night arrived on Ascentia’s again .

Chanting together in transcendental thoughts for the peace to remain .  

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