Phoenix

I raise a toasted salute
in a cape of fiery feathers
blazing and beating,
And dispel soot and coal from failing lungs
Toxic carbon I couldn’t breathe

Now I run,
Leaping,
naked into the flames
As charcoal calls my name.
Know in my consuming,
I’ll be birthed again.

You see my mistress is the moon
and the ocean long replaced my lover.
Earth became my mother.
and fire, my messenger.

Carrying me through the air
spreading my ashes
to fertilise new ground
as I burn again.

I am an emerging phoenix.

My before streaming out behind me
through the skyline
and above the horizon.

As I raise these ember wings high
upwards into the nothing
and endless expanse of space

stratospheric possibility
and a limitless universe.
a disorderly unboxed cosmos.

Time no longer holds meaning
and the past no longer has mass.
Instead, becoming stellar and coloured vapours
dispersing through nothingness and brightest black.

Corporeal only on this terra plane
where flesh be shaved and scorched
this being is untouchable
and unlike form,
a spirit cannot break.

Weightless and floating,
untethered,
unheavy,
everything.
nothing.
psi.

Today, like yesterday,
and many more tomorrows,
I will rise.