Walking Through The Flames

“In order to rise
From its own ashes
A phoenix
First
Must
Burn.”

– Octavia Butler, Parable of the Talents

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Left Foot

Right Foot

One step

After another

Ever forward

Even though it often felt she was still

Or going backwards

Yet she never repeated

Life was for learning

Sometimes the pain felt unbearable

Yet through the flames

She could see just a glimpse

Of the life she wanted

Step

Step

Step.

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I was going to write a long-winded post here about how whilst going through one of the most difficult times in my life one of my closest and oldest friendships came to an end. Yet, just 12 months on from that I had made a new group of friends to who I am very grateful. However, the post ended up reading like a sob story with me prattling on endlessly, so I have removed it. I am sure everyone has their moment in the flames, and I truly hope (although you might not see it at that moment in time), bigger and better things await you in the future, that one day you will look back on and be thankful for.

Originally written in response to

• Writer’s Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge (#WQWWC) – Order
• FOWC with Fandango – Prattle.

Take Care.
KL