Spiritual Ascent

In the realm of the sacred, where shadows fade, A vision unfolds, a symphony of light and shade. The Vatican's grandeur stands, a testament to the divine, As doves ascend, their wings outstretched, a symbol of the soul's design. The heavens open, rays of light cascade, Illuminating the path, a journey to be made. The doves, like messengers, carry prayers to the sky, As the dome's majesty rises, a beacon to the eye. In this moment, the veil between worlds is thin, A glimpse of the infinite, a peace that's locked within. The doves, a chorus of hope, sing sweet and clear, As the Vatican's grandeur fades, the spirit draws near. In the stillness, a truth is revealed, A world of wonder, where love is the key that heals. The doves, now free, soar on the winds of change, As the spirit ascends, a new path is arranged.