On a different timeline
My dreams was lost to black and white
A phoenix with a broken wing
Rapidly loosing height
I was on the edge
One could smell
The sordid ashes
From an inner burning hell
A solitary dreamer
About to burst
Could I be reborn
Or was I cursed?
A whisper riding on Northern winds
Carried a simple choice
Quietly I listened
To this mystical voice
“Either way you’ll burn
One question remains
Will you rise again
Or turn frozen, forever in chains?”
Reaching a point of no return
To live a life
True to my soul
Or slowly die
Rising from the edge
One could smell
Purified ashes
Transformed by life’s infinite well
~
Weekly Photo Challenge Dreamy
Hanne T. Fisker Photography Art 
Purified ashes
Transformed by life’s infinite well…
Hanne! I am WOWed. Amazing photo, amazing poem, amazing Artist you are!
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Frédéric, thank you deeply!
If I’m an artist, I’m definitely still a very doubting one, practicing to leave that doubt behind though. Everyday!
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You ARE an artist, if you were not doubting every day, you would NOT BE an artist 🙂 Have a nice pictural and poetical Sunday 🙂
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What a great way to look at it! I’ll definitely take that with me, thank you!
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I agree with Frederic this one’s a gem.
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You’re very kind 😉
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No, you are! LOL
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You are impossible, Richard Ankers!
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More improbable than impossible 😉
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See, that’s what I mean, impossibly improbable… or something. lol!
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Definitely something 😉
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LOL!
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Fabulous Hanne! LOVE the weave of words-and your photography is sublime here. ❤
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Holly, thank you so much. It’s such a great adventure to once again explore creativity, movements and photos from a memorable journey. I thoroughly enjoy it. To be back in that space. However, there is a time for everything 🙂
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