When the Phoenix falls
Ashes bawl
From the eyes
Of all doves
When the ashes are sparked
There comes rebirth
In the form of all stars
Meet with me here
There are no enemies
With a soul
Which is one
Ignite
Allow the fire
Fusion
And fission
To start
Burn and Churn
Linking Suns
Wild guesses to where we will arrive
Or just how much we will find
Uncovered in each others plunge
Perhaps we will discover what we always knew
From the moment we first begun.
Christopher Baird--all rights reserved.
Copyright, 2013, Written on February, 2013.
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