Friday, May 8, 2015

Aspiring to Phoenix

The sunshine is brilliant and I am not.

Heat comes at me in waves and my soul welcomes the sensation like a dying man lunging towards a lifeline.

Heart, brain and spirit rise from the ashes of the cold, dead winter and move directly towards the light.

Joyous. Released. Unbelieving but grateful.

As I try to sync my life, ambition, attitude and approach to this severely limited opportunity of easy time, I stumble and rise, stagger and resurrect, fight from within, fight what is within, and try to re-invent myself.






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