Author’s note: I was thinking about Sleeping Beauty’s birth and the image of the Phoenix appeared in my mind. You can see the result.

The Birth of the Phoenix

You shall receive the purity of the darkness’ music

You shall be gifted with the bright poetry of morning

A web, of the purest wool

From light, I shall transfigure hundreds and thousands of slaves to serve you

Cautious, tentative, ethereal maybe

Time shall be created from a nothing without value

Everything you hear, everything you feel, everything you see

Shall be bright, full of light and love!

These words I direct at you

Are, you know, pure invention

Because I from now clarify

You are something unwritten, which persists.