Fibonacci meter (heh)
The Sequence of Resurrection.
- I
- Am
- Burning
- Back to life.
- My ashes aswirl,
- As a primeval fire erupts
- From the depths of my core, splitting my mantle in two.
- And a new nature breathes anew, hungry, and eager to relearn its own symmetry.
- And though the memory of every life I've died before is imprinted into every algorithm of my Phoenician being,
- And though all I am now is a conglomeration of every ash that has ever housed any particle of any selfhood that has ever claimed my name, I can still convene my span, fully and wholly renewed;
- Because there is no law of Nature nor nature, that can supercede the blissful truth that ashes bear no memory.
Posted May 18, 2018, 10:44 AM UTC · edited
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