In An Instant

The incisive probe of insight dissects my life’s stratum of delusion, the shards of shattered pretense scatter as discarded debris, the mind reminds itself to forget. The blizzard of discontent blows, my desolate heart turns into a tree defoliated in wasteland, far away from verdant thicket. The sunburst day fades out fast, dusk envelopes the twilight sky. I don’t forget that the sun sinks to rise again with resurrected radiance. I wait for the heavenly hues of the new sun to suffuse me with the gleam of sanguinity, when from the dust of distress I felt the Phoenix, concealed within so long, rise in an instant for metamorphosis in the divine dawn of regeneration.