I am more if you took the time to see.
I am much as you as you are me.
If I falter you rise, if I bleed you heal.
A touch of the spark showers fields
of hope.
Wings of the Phoenix rupture the core
of my being shattering the glass ceiling.
Resurrecting the still beneath the mantle.
I am here to wipe the tears of the past and
live tomorrow.
Change that I once feared I scamper
from no more, for I am more if you
took the time to see. My crusade has
become my odyssey, a transference
into the unknown.
It is time, forsake not, triumph
is in sight of one’s reach. Hold the torch
of faith and relinquish
strains to the star, guiding light
of the king.
