memories

buried under the ashes
charred
unable to get up
they are begging me to stay

i want to stay among the coals
they whisper to me
they tickle the ears

i want to sleep upon the cinders
this is where my life is

one smoky asp murmurs in my ear
come to me
i will refresh you
i will eat you alive

i raise a fragile limb through the ashes
i am no phoenix

a strong hand grabs me
i gasp for breath
my bones glow
the ashes stir

pulled from the wreckage
a warm wind blows
i can see stars

the ashes stir
a strong hand rests on my shoulder

it’s time to go

i grasp a handful of ashes
i let them go
a strong hand takes mine

there will be new memories
i can see stars