Firebird,
Alight in your descent,
The past ablaze.
Wreck as you swoop,
Unravel golden threads
and
Prise open soft flesh,
Exposing matter to matter.
Sing as you go;
Your first and last elegy,
ever the panegyric narcissist.
Life turns earthwards.
A lull.
Swift shift —
Subtle yet substantial.
You again.
So, the muted arisen
Begins to breathe,
Flexes feathers,
and?
It
Slowly starts,
its
Ascent anew.