There are no words
for how it feels
for a phoenix
to burn alive
What it takes
to make spark from ashes
embracing embers
every cell combusting
fire born within
There are no words
only knowing
the smoldering touch
between beginning and end
love and pain
fullness and ache
The miracle of
surrendering into
our molten source
is that it can teach us
to fly again
and the tears of a phoenix
can heal others
and help them fly, too