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Like the Phoenix...

A favourite quote of my late mother was, Rising like the Phoenix out of the Ashes. She would  use this quote in order to describe her feeling after a heavy migraine attack.

This poem below was written whilst I was in Germany, after leaving South Africa for good or so I thought, and I remember vividly that day, it was the day before my birthday, 17.February 2009, a dark winter's day, the heater trying its best to combat the - 10 degrees outside and my 2 beloved Ridgebacks gently snoring in front of it.

I had just sat down and written my daily pages about my experiences in this country of my birth, which had become so strange, leaving me feeling like a foreigner in my own country.
Tears were streaming down my face as I wrote, feeling abandoned, rejected, lonely, and in emotional and physical pain.

The last sentence and here I quote directly from my journal:

... It is a lonely path and a painful one, but eventually and this I also know, I will emerge like the proverbial Phoenix out of the Ashes....

As I stared down at these, which were my last written words for the day I sat back and couldn't believe what I  just wrote...

In all this pain and I can see the marks my tears had left on the pages, this last sentence just hit me and I remembered thinking, yes, yes I will rise like the phoenix, not now, not tomorrow but I will indeed!

The next page in my journal holds the following poem, which was written by me, so please respect my copyright!

One Day, by JSZ/Angelique


One day, I know,
One day,
Not today or tomorrow,
But one day 
The pain will disappear
And so one day
I will rise like the phoenix out of the ashes.

Freestyle, January 2009,© J.SZ, Angelique, 2009


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