The Burning Paper

"And all shall be well and.. All manner of thing shall be well.. 

When the tongues of flame are in-folded.. 

Into the crowned knot of fire.. 

And the fire and the rose are one.” ~ T.S. Eliot

The body calling to its soul

A recounting, a recording

Words upon paper

And so delivered

Be the din of despair

The lament of betrayal

The echoing haunts of pain

Hushed they be 

By the consuming flames of faith

Burn Burn

The rising light alluringly alchemic

The sense of SELF newly embraced

This the Phoenix of BEING

Glory Glory hails the soul

The deep breath newly NOW

The deep breath newly NOW.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

APOGEE Vibrational Art, Flames of Faith, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2015.