Phoenix

Closing my eyes I can feel flying
through time and space
looking for the one, I know not who?

Calm wind calling me, blowing
through my hair, like
gentle caress, I know not who?

Smiling at me through
the mist of early morning
calling me, I know not who?

My Phoenix, I know not who?

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