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Rising From Ashes
The Phoenix bird died
his feathers aflame.
From ashes reborn
as life he reclaims.
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Footnote:
Returning from Arkansas I slept years ago at a $20
Indiana motel. Waking, a vision appeared of the
flaming feather of a phoenix bird slowly wafting to earth.
5 hours of that day were spent driving 70 mph
on interstates. Arriving in my city stopped at a stop sign 2
miles from my home, a tire blew out. By God's grace it had not happened on the interstate.
