The Cycle (Extended)

Is rain life or death? Perhaps the Phoenix knows

By Lucia B.Published about a year ago • 1 min read

Flames rage and consume

Kissing the heavens from Earth

Opposite the sun

From the heavens comes

The hungry growl of storm clouds

They build overhead

The wind is their voice

Their screams stoke the dancing flames

But their tears are rain

Fire drowns in rain

It pounds the embers to ash

What on Earth remains?

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