Soft mourning
at the phoenix's flight.
An ashen layer
furrows on a brow.
Scoop a handful
of past preciousness.
Feel the flickering coals
as tears evaporate o'er them.
Watch the grey rain
fall and feed the earth.
Feel the roots
take hold to the new horizon.
Passionate like a bear. Stubborn as a ram. Systematic as a rocket scientist.
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