Phoenix

A phoenix is not meant to be kept in a cage – it’s too big to be encased
There may be some feathers that need to be removed – but always on it’s own, never plucked or it leaves a scar
This magnificent bird so big – trying to be confined for contentment
Only to realize it’s meant to be free and as much as it would love to fly in a flock, it’s simply not meant to
Imagine being free and flying in a crowd Imagine the sense of community it must feel Imagine the type of rebirth built from guidance not control

I would have flown next to you if you let my wings soar
I would have carried you if the distance was too far
I would have lit on fire to brighten your many paths through the fog
But “woulds” can’t sprout leaves
Not these woulds anyway and the truth shall set me free
So as I duck my head, put one foot in front of the other and climb out of the space I accepted as my nest
My emotions – desperately running to a river to alleviate this sense of numbness – to feel, to flow, to free – any thought left hostage
I realize I allowed my need for water – for life to flow through you.
And now as I step out- drenched in pain, in sadness, in anger, in hurt
I, again, light on fire because now I need a rebirth

As my body screams “no, not yet- it’s not my time, it’s too soon, wait!”
I crumble into the ash- and await for the light but not at the end of the tunnel
The light, the fire that never leaves for its within me
Trying to recall what it is to soar, taking one step in front of the other- pushing to build momentum
And then drop- straight of the cliff, heart beat pounding out of my chest, wind pushing, pulling my face back as tears finally begin to flow
There she goes- There I go- just spread out yourself in your own magnificence.
Free yourself – and Soar in your rebirth