Phoenix

Too strong to be swallowed
Too dark to be seen
This almost silent scream
Is carved in acid

Look at what can not be looked at
Bear what can not be borne
Kindle, then ignite the icefire
That will burn us all
Whole and dry
That will bathe our hearths
Clean of ashes
With a bright whirling dream of
Feathers reborn
By your name
Through your name
In your name

Comes the Phoenix


©Edwina Peterson Cross
(For Lisa)