A New Phoenix

by Irene Daniel

Once dazzling in the brilliant sun
dreams burned to ashes one by one

And fell into a bleeding heap
that caused my very soul to weep

The ashes lay all strewn about
some blew away, some harbored doubt

Feasting on my darkest hour
that doubt grew, seizing power

And seeking to destroy the light
the joy and beauty in my sight

It grew and soiled every joy
it's as if I were Satan's toy

But my soul is not made of ash
nor dark despair, nor ugly trash

A soul within recalling thus
My origin of bright stardust

And when I saw an opening
a new Easter, a joyous spring

And from this higher vantage point
an awakened soul did God anoint

Revealing truths of many depths
awaiting me while I slept

That I am light and I am love
and always free as a dove

To fly away and to come home
to love, to laugh; still free to roam

For home is always deep within
welcoming us back again

And again and again and again

And then another bird takes form
in the clarity after the storm

Arising now out of the slump
a nameless, shapeless sort of clump

But soon the sun illuminates
the new Phoenix that awaits

At first a little baby one
not cute, not ready, not much fun

Fed by new light it grows and grows
and soon brand new wings it shows

Out of chaos, oh so dark
ignited by memory of love's spark

A new Phoenix spreads its wings
lifted by whatever life brings

To live and love, discovering new treasures
unchained, unbound by human measures

Behold, my friends, the time is near
a new Phoenix flies without fear


                                                                Copyright 2015, Irene Daniel, all rights reserved.