July 5

Born again

Fingers curl in long embrace
Consuming all in range
Leaving only ash and ember
Taking lifeblood in exchange

I was a moth enraptured
Abiding by your flame
Until it swallowed all I’d been
Until I lost my name

But like a phoenix, something new
Arose from old moth’s place
A conflagration all my own
That wouldn’t give you chase

I spread my wings and took some steps
Then leapt with all my soul
So thank you dear for burning me
You’ve helped to make me whole

~ Liesl Dineen 2014

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