Phoenix                       

Fantasize

 

 

Midnight breeezes cooling

Softly lying you speak

and see no one before you

merely a shadow of what used to be

Fleeting figures flashing by

to disappear

Like rain in the surf

That rolls on like distant thunder

 

I see your lips move

I know you speak but I do not hear

for the sound of clouds rushing by

and the cat padding

in the room next door

All stars reach their zenith

then spark and die, descending

into a private hell and face rebirth

 

The Phoenix flies and dies

And in the inferno it has become

it is brought forth again

from it's own fiery ashes

To be free again

To live again

To rise and be again

To fly and die

Again

 

Such an immortal thing

To spring from you own funeral pyre

Do I feel envy or pity

For such an unending cycle

To be destroyed and then remade

Times again Rhymes again

I know this bitter circle

For even as we slay it we raise it

 

Moon overhead illuminates

the touch of your eyes

No more words we know them all

The music fades the beat goes on

Pulling us apart Pushing us together

We make it die it haunts us

And then it comes back t life

Built on the foundations of it's grave

 

Oh, to be a Phoenix


It is not an easy thing

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