Thursday, November 19, 2009

Without a past

When the reality becomes a mirage
The green tree of life
Burns
And dies.

From its ashes
A memory shall arise

Fear no more
The Phoenix will arise.



2 comments:

  1. I see the phoenix as Christ. No fear, no more, Then Christ shall appear, and all shall see. Hugs Dean, Never ever give up hope as sarah to has said.... Hope is always something to hang on to.

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