Monday 31 January 2011

the phoenix



i wonder if you knew.

about
the
revolution
in your bone-shards

the freedom. from your empty veins
the hope. etched below your skin

the future
beyond your feet.

i wonder if
(and hope that)
when your world went up in flames
you knew

that yours
was not
the kind of dust that
settles.

but ember-seeds
from which this tree of new life
would spring.


[*remembering him]

3 comments:

  1. A very fitting poem, indeed.
    Beautifully written.

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  2. Magnificent and powerful tribute.

    You have done justice to his memory indeed.

    Thank you!

    Onward

    Ridwan

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