Phoenix & The Abyss

This is part one of poem that Sig wrote. Part two was written years later and will be published tomorrow. Thank you, Sig, for sharing your beautiful words.

Upon the threshold of this precipice I stand…Into the lightless maw of an abyss I stare…Deep I gaze within, the nothingness that beckons me…And to my surprise, I then know, the abyss, is looking back at me…

What gaping, yawing lust, to drown me in…indeed, it is alive!

Spirit Within does start to shine…my wings unfold in Gold and Crimson Hue…and I stare back, at this belligerent void.

With out Stretched, Spreading Wings, in Fell Defiance, I plunged into the depth of dark…A Stream of Blaze pierced the heart, of the nothingness within, and it stirred...

From Lofty Heights to Deepest Vale, did I breach the darkness to unveil…
In Pale Twilight, not with eyes, did I perceive…desolation and ruin upon this broken, shattered, and forsaken land…

One withered Tree with branches dead, stood yet in the heart of this place, amidst the sighs of wind in lamentation….Only lit by my Spirit’s Heart within…still pale and dim…What is this that hungers for my light? This famished land…it drinks from me…within my mind I hear its sigh…of Malice… it is not...familiar does it seem…its echoes resonate within…something I must do…here within this land of the fallen star.

By this Tree My Aura dims…by its roots I lay me down…and the Frost begins...My wings enfold…numbness grips…Lost I seem In Dreamless, Timeless sleep…Yet deep roots are not touched by the Frost…and in amber smolder, in ashes ruin…the phoenix lies…yet to arise…