Monarca Rising

Rise

by Carmen H Gray

In the sea of flames

I watched the shells of me and you

Slide, almost too easily

Into the pit

Dismembered parts

Of old selves

And WOOSH, I suddenly felt

The wings of a raptor

Lifting me in the skies

Was it carrying me

Or did those wings belong to me?

No matter

The wind beckoned me onward

The sounds of clouds (who knew they could sing?)

In my ears

The taste of the brisk air

On my tongue

Senses awakened

Me, rising