Pheonix Crouching: Part 1

Pheonix Crouching… (Part 1)

I smell the earth
through my pores
open from sweatin’
…fermented impurities

I feel the ocean
churning around and within
keepin’ us constantly connected…
While seemingly separating us

This burning
so discomforting
yet so comforting,

breaking me down
to the point of being
one with the dust

There is only the wind…
there is only the sky

Phoenix Crouching…
As pain, time, and growth pass us by
Preparing us
For flight

…To be continued,
~DaraMonifah Cooper


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