Fire of the Phoenix

peeking out

 

Framed by farewell frosts

The year sinks like the sunset

Soon to rise again

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Is It Hope?

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Others swallow deadly blows

and creep along the ground –

you rise up and lift your head

and take a look around.

Phoenix from the smoking ash,

Jonah from the whale;

is it hope that keeps your path

on elevated rails?