ELAINEEE

A Phoenix

 

I knelt before the queen

Gazed at her face

A serpent crown framed

Straight black hair

Large kohl eyes

Thick bands of gold

Around her neck and wrists

A tunic of white

Softly fell 

 

Her arms reached out

Towards me

Hands together

Palms cupping

A gleaming white orb

A perfect sphere

 

What is it?

I asked

It is a gift

She said

For you

 

Breaking into two

The orb opened

Down the middle

Perfect halves

From them a bird arose

Slim, long wispy feathers

Silver, shimmering

Small enough to hold

 

What is it?

I asked

It is your freedom

She said

And your future

 

To forever

Rise again

And fly