Ascendants of the Peak
From up on high, the ascendants cry,
of happiness and truth,
here they are young as youth.
All is temporary,
they cannot be stationary.
Descend, the ascendants of the peak.
From down below, the descendants search,
yearning for that heavenly perch.
Upward, their gaze to the sky,
longing to give another hearty cry.
Teddy Dondanville 