Wounded Phoenix

Give me a place to be.
And silence.
And time.
And I will create miracles
within myself.

I will heal
and grow stronger.
I will shed the shackles
that creep over me in the night.
I will push back the darkness
like the sun on a summer’s morning.

All with a place to be.
And silence.
And time.

About this poem

Life is too busy right now.  I need to disappear for a day.

Tom