PHOENIX SESTINA

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PHOENIX SESTINA

 

Enrobed in scarlet, a brilliant blazing bird,

With eagle's strength, the child of sacred fire,

She sounds a cry, that's forever heard

When consumed in Self-lit flames, she does aspire

From the funeral pyre, to show the world

Herself, reborn from death! Mankind she shall inspire.

 

In ancient time this wonder did inspire

Heliopolis, where flew this fabled bird,

To reach the Sun, lamp light of our shadow world,

And immolating in his mystic fire,

Her Being rose from ashes to aspire

To know New Life, such tales we've heard.

 

When this Egyptian legend was first heard,

The daring thought was one that did inspire

Each soul, that now had right to so aspire,

And follow the lead set by this courageous bird.

If self dares to die upon the sacrificial fire,

Pure Self will emerge as victor of this world.

 

This paragon is an emblem for our world,

Proclaiming news, that everywhere is heard,

Setting the wooden minds of men on fire,

The deathless spirit mocks at death to inspire!

Thanks to the valour of this wondrous bird,

The Soul of man, can to an after-life aspire.

 

So people of all lands can after all aspire

To reach the peak of hope in a worried world,

And pursue the flight of virtue like this bird.

So sound the golden bugle and be heard!

Men should know such transformation can inspire

To be born again in sacred sacramental fire.

 

 

The petty self is scorched in conscious fire,

And from ashes, the Self does once again aspire,

To such new birth, and the hearts of men inspire,

And transform their dismal dreary world.

Joy again, can everywhere be heard,

All thanks to thee, oh most excelling bird!

 

By wondrous art she does inspire our world,

It's vital we aspire to what's been heard,

Arise from sacred fire, dear Phoenix bird!