I Rise by SheActsLikeSummer

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Bed of ashes. Sky of grey...

Submitted: August 20, 2012

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Bed of ashes.
Sky of grey.
Fire rules over
the living.
Nowhere to
hide and
no place
to run.
With each cloud
of darkness
that forms
overhead
the small
flicker of hope
dissolves
nto thin air.
But a tiny spark
remains.
And all it takes to
turn that into a
blazing fire is
pause.
In a split second
hope returns.
Clouds stand still
then flee,
blue peaking out
from an otherwise
dark sky.
It's an agitated rabbit
small and anxious
but this is
the time
the moment
the only
one it will get,
The blue
pushes free.
Ash is picked up
by the wind
sent spiraling into
unknown.
Fires die down
singed grass grows
sun emerges
with the blue.
And as the final
spark is put out
I get up
from my place
on the ground.
With the trees
and the flowers
and the grass
and the sun
I rise.
Like a bird
first taking flight
I rise. 


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