a phoenix's birth

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A Phoenix's Birth (to Arthur)

wail, lost born, plead unto the flares.
             plead until the blues are faded.
in the prickling Reds, embrace the sting, you—
    who lived the betrayal of torches lit
of milk skin etched with flame bruises
      of daring wings melted onto shore
harness the heat, you know it best
turn scalds to warmth, feel its caress

              "Let'em burn," they said
              "Let me burn," you said.

the light once blinding, now never binding
for you know the gleams were never chains
and the flames rose within to the heavens
        leaving no trace of yesterday's embers.
burn fences and foes to the ground
        and from the ashes, you shall be found
spread those wings, reveal your light
         oh Phoenix, soar to a dauntless flight!

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