Bhikkhu and the Phoenix

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These charred eyelids
shut closed
My vision,
disappearing
a great loss in hearing
it tastes like ash

It feels unimaginable

my senses can burn

my skin is searing
my tendons are tearing, crackling and snapping
complexion is blackening

It feels unimaginable

my flesh can burn

Too hard to breath,
Too hard to think,
Too much to move,
Too much to bear,
I can’t hold on

It feels unimaginable

my life can burn

I can still pray,
my will is still there,
my dreams will live on,
my soul is on fire

It feels unimaginable

because my faith can't burn





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