From Death to Life

December 13, 2007
Splendor bound in ashes,
Phoenix, fire, flame,
My tale, your tale, a circle.

My world within my world.

Laughter died long ago,
there are only
murmurs of a forgotten past,
the whiskers
of shredded ropes, of rains.

Broken hearts.

Brilliance, webs of dew,
My oceans of endlessness,
And now,
my window,

looks on seas of red roses.

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