rising

The phoenix slumbered beneath the ashes
snoring phlegmatically
floating in a beautiful dream
a dream she took to be real
the ashes got too hot
she felt suffocated;
awakened,
shot its mighty neck through the black poison
to face the sun
looked it in the eye
the sun blinked,intimidated

she shook the powdery flakes from its majestic wings
the sleep had rusted her gigantic spirit
softened her will
balmed and gooed the heart
it was an unnatural state
in which she held on tightly to the dream
the dream which had drugged her senses
now she took hold of the dream,kissed it tenderly
caressed it
it had given her moments of new found revelation
a mystic happiness
that engulfed even d pain
pain cocooned in a mellow beauty..

and then
she let go of it
the dream looked back at her
smiled and took flight
she had freed it
but in the process
freed herself
sighing happily
she spread out her wings
and flew
the air around her shudderring
her laughter echoed far beyond
sailing through cottony clouds

and then stars came out in the morning,
shaken from their uneventful sleep
to greet her
Astrophil was waiting for her
she saw him
they embraced

Diana looked from behind the sleeping moon
blessing them


Astrophil, the phoenix's self
who had been left behind
in her persuit of the dream