Phoenix Rising Poem by Maria Curia

In the midst of life, I am nearly in death;  
Slowly drifting and out of touch from the world outside. 
In desperation and conflicting emotions,  
A sonorous quell overwhelms my fervor;  
Numbing coldness blankets my soul. 
I stood at the edge and gazed down into the gaping abyss. 
Oh, hope where are you as I shake the palms of despondence?  

My heart jumps and bumps the rails of the ribcage imprisoning it. 
Suddenly a familiar sound resonates along the cortex of my brain;  
Music to my ears, calming my nerves. 
The warmth of love, the vote of strength… 
A hanging bridge of connection, a rope full of notes… 
The bright foreigner in my life… 
Reaching out and singing at the top of his lungs. 

Alone no more, cold no more, blind no more 
I see you, I feel you, I know you,  
I hear you loud and clear as a cascade. 
A wave of calmness engulfed melancholy,  
A pull of hope rescued my drowning spirit. 
I am home and loved and cared for. 
Finally, a cry of deliverance!  

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