I buried my head in the sky, drowned in the mist.

I buried my head in the sky, drowned in the mist,
Waiting on my hopes for life’s fresh twist.
I never knew the version of me I had missed,
A soul that longed for itself to be kissed.
Echoes in silence, sometimes it hissed,
But outside chaos ensured it was dismissed.
Emotions blurred my insight, a power I resist,
Shattering me in the cold field, lost in the midst.
A solitary leaf came with a chilled wind’s assist,
Whispering hope where despair had persist.
From the ashes, a phoenix rose, sunlight kissed,
Proving its existence, though none could insist.