29 July 2012

Myth and legend tells us that a Phoenix is reborn, spreads its wings from the remnants of its former self.

A beautiful idea, that when one cycle ends, another begins.

I want to fly away from the embers that scorch my toes. I want to shake the ash from my shoulders and become beautiful and strong.

But in order to rise, I need to become ashes.

CynicausticFrom The Ashes • Opuss № I