Painted wings of the phoenix, resurrected form the fires of change.
A new beginning, out of the end of an era.
Beauty mirroring the sadness within.
Once upon a time, I feared such change.
Choosing to shatter the mirror, than to face my own reflection.
Where once I saw a stranger, I now see a friend.
Darkness, love, and light.
Shadow being my own best friend. Following me till the end…of the road.
Between the shades of grey… this is where I stray. Stopping to stay…if only for just a while.
Blooming into manifestation.
Ember petals falling from her silhouette.
Scorching the earth with the footprint of her resurrection.