I know it is all ok. I know it will all be fine.
I turn in simple circles, ignoring the boundary line.
Burning her identity, the phoenix must ignite.
Dissolving into ash, forfeiting her flight.
The illusion seems real, the fantasy a truth.
I linger here in limbo, between womanhood and youth.
The time to let go is now, free the bird of song.
Enlightenment is here, in my heart where it belongs.
The moonlight flows into me. I choose to let it in.
The healing has begun, I breathe into the spin.
The dance eclipses ego, I open to the Flow.
I fall into the void of Source, releasing all I know.
The shell begins to crack. The lotus has emerged.
The mire is the past. Dead emotions purged.
Fire colored feathers wet. Feet shaky on the ground.
The Phoenix has arisen. Full circle. Free! Unbound.
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