Passion Flower

Like the passion flower that, once, appeared to die;
which springs from the ashes of dog-turned soil
to rise again with resilience,
I, too, will rise, as the floral phoenix has arisen –
taking hold of all within my reach –
grasping firm foundations with strong, yet tender, tendrils.
I will bloom; passionately, sweetly; nectar for my soul.

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