I've always been fascinated by the Phoenix. I always loved the idea of this creature, broken down & shattered yet finding the strength to rise above it's situation. . to beat it's bleeding wings against the sky even when the world says not to. . .to open eyes that are blood shot from crying. . . to take another breath & open its mouth to let out a song (according to the myth they sang beautiful. . of course I don't actually BELIEVE the myth i just love the idea of it). . .
I want to rise above this aftermath. . . I want to raise my hands to the sky & lift up my eyes to the Maker of the stars. I want to find my heartbeat again within my chest & realize all isn't frozen. I want to look in the mirror & smile. . .realizing I am beautiful. I want to sing again. . .& I will.
I will reach for the nail scarred hands that holds up the sky & beckons the waves. I will rest in the wings of the my Savior who bled for me. . .
I will get down on my knees. . on my face & pray for husband. For HIS healing. I will reach out to him with love. . .I will NOT let go. I will NOT let this break us. I will NOT let this world beat me up for what i believe. . .I will overcome this tragedy. I will fly again. I will heal.
with God
"all I missed in all of this was You. . find in me (You're the only home, the only home I know)
a trace of You in all this tragedy. . .I've never learned to walk the surface on my own, so lately this Ocean floor being feeling more like home" Project 86
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