My bookmark at the moment

Elevation.
Lifting.
Inches of personification.
Momentarily abandoned.
Gaps, sighs given to a
life more to their own.
As the man began his
journey upward.

He was no Jesus.
They below were
no disciples.
Nor was there a
radiant God.
Echoing love
above him.

Giving embrace.

Golden light
waves seemingly
paranormal.

Parasitic forms.
Limpets latched.
On to dying frame.
Mind.

There he was.
Lying eagle spread.
Sheets beyond him.

Man came though
his body and stood.
Lifted.
Up.
Watching his own death.
 
Inert. Done. End.

A.M.Dale.

2nd draft from original. Original I'm using as a book mark :)