Arise, Sir Pheonix! Poem by Priti Pauline

For quite some time you've captivated me
From that....Futt, futt, FUTT between you and me
An exchange of energies, and I was magnetized by thee
From that moment on A Great Curiosity of what can this be?
Is that what they call chi?


AND You with such a strong HE
And Beauty beyond is all I can see


My whole body jolted, 'n my head turned to wow
What was that POW?
T'was a mystery then, and it still is now
Anything to do with Tao?
Still, onto the mastery of how


I do indeed love the sound of your voice
With its Hidden talent of exercising choice
You've given me strength, to find my own voice
That's led to a life of owning choice
With the richness and quality on a par with Rolls Royce


Thank you, my friend, for being just as you are
You are the one I deeply admire
Of this, I could never tire
Even if you're raging with fire
or others call you a liar
Or you're up to your ears in muck and mire


When you're around nothing's so dire
As flames grow higher and higher
This phoenix flew close to the wire
Now that I am miles away from that funeral pyre
My thanks go to you, My oh so Great and Noble Sire