Phoenix Poppy contemplates..

Winter has taken Phoenix Poppy inwards. She slowed down, she almost stopped at times.

Now she sees the fresh shoots of snow drops and remembers.

This is how she arose from the shadows, the shadows of her own hearth.

The contemplation takes her on a journey to 2004, where she recalls a consistent habit of sitting in contemplation.

The daily practice was worth its time in soul gold.

She knows the land of overwhelm, now she needs to travel on fresh winds.

Like a bird with a mission, she hears the call.

Birds who flew a head of her, call her name.

She acts on the call and takes flight.

Phoenix Poppy

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