Wednesday, March 5, 2014


Reaching for a dream that cannot exist,
Life has a funny way of breaking down my elements…
Even those that are strong and beautiful must fall,
Failure is what gives rise to the Phoenix
Because from the ashes come beauty,

As I redefine who I am,
I reach for your mirage and cringe
When you spurn my touch,
My friendship is a disease to you.
The lion ate the lamb…
But in the most tender of ways.
He fed on my heart, his delicacy was my release.

I relish the ashes.  I dream of the Phoenix.
And foolishly, I welcome back the lion…

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