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Sunday, January 1, 2012

THE PHOENIX OF DREAMS




Far away from a mystique land...
I see light, through darkness.
A swoosh sound gets nearer,
the light getting brighter

With a soft cry it rises.
The flames spread in bonfire,
like a sun with wings..
It soars into the sky,
glides to the valley below..

The swoosh and the cry are all that I hear
Two feet from where I stand, it lands on its feet

Singing, it comes closer to me.
Dazed, I stand as it lowers its head..
Touching my shoulders,
it rests its head.

I close my eyes, to its enchanting tone
Tear drops falling all over my robes..
Giving warmth to my heart, it spreads its wings
Poof!! it goes.. out in a smoke.

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