snapshots of a new era

outside i pace in the scent of night
the wasteland lies dark, alien and homely
from siren songs to remind me of prison
in the hallway of tears i can hide for a while

a sound, a touch, an angel's voice
golden words drop like the weight
swift fingers mark ascension's countdown
and on your face a hint of understanding

warm wind paints today in soap bubbles and dust
i watch the beginnings of many a story
over and over we turn the wheel of fortune
against all odds we have each come full circle

from the depths rings the bringer of dawn
in a stark contrast between two worlds
thus here i stand - the known unknown
the open book, the phoenix risen

where gods of the ancients still walk amongst us
a spectacle of vibrant color we all become
let us spread wings and fly together
witness me dancing with the greats

(2023)

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