I believe
as I am standing on the cusp of molding fate
that the strength of my resilience
is enough to extinguish flame
that the darkness in the room
can be driven through the doors
that with God by my side
I can grow wings and can soar
I believe where I have failed a thousand times before
I can stand firm
I can hold
I can brace the final door
That the phoenix that arises will be white with feathered wings
that my soul will rest within me
then will bloom,
a rose in Spring,
never wilting in the Winter
or burning in Summer's rays
but filled with life and shielded
in God's eternal Spring.
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Written by me - 3/17/17