Recoil

Hope, it arises from the ashes,
of my past, burnt in love,
someday soon I shall fly,
on the wings of change, to smile,
to catch the first light at dawn,
to see the world, embalmed in change,
to feel the wind again in my face,
the warmth of the sunset,
to dream again, free,
to soothe my pain
I'll rise out of the ashes,
to love,
to love her again.