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the phoenix
time must pass
in an ever so great haste
are not 5oo years
for you but one single day
for me, mere mortal
like Sisyphus of late
tirelessly I labour
under the wait
is it true your only
sustenance
are the tears of
human countenance
the sun the great halo
you wear with acquiescence
fire bird of strength and
perfect immanence
do only ashes remain
on your phuneral pyre
is there none to assuage
great bird o(f) ire
you bear in your strength
the sacred egg of desire
while I pray that mortal love
might ressurect from fire
This is a powerful
This is a powerful reimagining of the phoenix myth,
the contrast of timeless cycle with our mortal brevity.
The image of the bird sustained by human tears is haunting,
and the closing prayer for love to resurrect from fire
gives the piece both ache and hope.
A truly striking meditation on endurance and renewal.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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Thanks!
Thanks redbrick!