Poetry: Phoenix

Poetry: Phoenix

by Liam

What should I do but participate in love

The troubles the turmoil and pain

Gain nought for this flame melts all

It’s from those ashes

Dusty and grey that the Phoenix of Love rises

Born from shame we emerge anew

Glowing in the refractive glance

Of Gods own giving

Touch feel free of what was

Intimate integral emancipated in this adventure of now

Me is immaterial, it’s about the ecstatic emulsion of Heaven and now

Whipped up in waves of intensity

Turning towards the source

Happy just because it’s you

Found free alive, in me.

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