i opened my eyes to find the world gone gray...ashes, rubble, broken concrete, all destroyed. all gray. from the ruins i see a light and i hear a sound. a beautiful terrible sound that has no name.
as i watch and listen, i see a blackness arise and that blackness turns into a bird and that bird turns into the phoenix. beautiful terrible phoenix. unearthly black shines from it's feathers and...colour. beautiful, rich, life affirming colour. all colours, millions of combinations.
as i watch and listen, the sound turns into music, the music of colour. and the colours on the tips of it's feathers begin to drip to the gray earth.
life itself springs from the colours...grass, trees, flowers. rabbits, deer and turkeys. wind, rain, warmth.
as i watch and listen, the phoenix flaps it's massive wings and continues to drip colour enough to cover the world. and again, the world is alive. and so am i.
the phoenix completes it's flight and folds in it's wings and begins it's descent and i see it's heading for me. that beautiful terrible bird is coming to me and as i inhale, the phoenix dives into my chest.
and it is me.
Friday, February 29, 2008
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