Coalesce

On wings of drifting fire
You
Aspire to expire
As the wind twists in your tail
And you assail all that you are
With what you marr
A hopeful wish
In hopes of dreams
So that you fish to piece together
All your feathered parts
That loosely hold themselves so well
Around what you have found
Amongst the burning coals
That float
As sin upon a truthful wind.

Cryptically come back to me
In puzzle pieces changing shape
In fragmented reflections
Of what you knew
You always were;
Foresooth 
The time has come
For gathering and pulling strings
Created by the winding wind
So that on angel's wings
Like drifting fire you aspire
And inspire to collide with every
Phantom of a feather:
So hold together
Coincide.

~Ketlin Narris, June 18th, 2002