The Blaze

A spark ignites it,

Flames begin to grow,

The fire burns everything,

I need to let go.

It dies out,

Leaving ash and pain,

It serves as a nest,

I shouldn’t complain.

It nurtures me,

Helps me to grow,

Pain is never wasted,

And I should know.

Time passes,

Things form anew,

The feathers come back,

I’ve lost nothing that I knew.

Finally ready,

I spread my wings,

The ash falls away,

I’ve learned a few things.

I take to the air,

Leaving the ashes behind,

My pain and sins gone,

Yet some regret remains in my mind.

I feel terrible for those I’ve hurt,

For the pain I’ve caused,

But little is served by looking behind,

So from my course I cannot pause.

The old me lies in ashes,

The new flying free,

I will not return,

For that is simply not me.

The fire didn’t destroy everything,

The good qualities remain,

The bad has been cleansed,

I keep the wisdom but leave the stain.

The future is far away,

To reach it is my goal,

And to never look back,

However life is not a stroll.

I hope to keep these lessons with me,

So no mistake may be repeated,

Once a change is made it cannot be undone,

A wound once healed does not need to be treated.

Hope burning bright,

Everything is ahead,

And nothing left back,

I have little to dread.

My time is now,

My wings are open wide,

Now is the time to fly.