Phoenix Rising

and from the ash
the phoenix rose
to spread it's wings and fly
in glory o'er the earth and through the sky

at last allowed to know itself complete
melded into whole by awesome heat

a golden sheen encompassing
the form in flight, as if a ring
of promise, of a vow, were burning bright
as awareness becomes total feel of flight

to rise above the sorrow and the pain
to know the feel of loss within the gain
of freedom in the form that needs to be
a point of light within infinity…

? Michaelette ?

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