Frail Phoenix

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I’ve been chasing Golden Horses

I have followed frail phoenixes, hoping for a glimpse of their face

I watched them fall, awaited their triumphant rise, and wondered if suspended specks of ash are all I’m gonna get

I sought Thor’s hammer

I searched for the hidden temple

I called on the mystery

And demanded polarity

I thought the silence was disapproval

I wailed and let blood flow from open sores

Thinking it would be lapped up in a grateful frenzy

I was but a gruesome spectacle

“You will know them by their fruit”

He said

(If at all possible, please take this cup)

So now I follow the fruit

Enjoy its succulence

Be enriched by its flavor

There you will be

“Where two or more are gathered

There I am also”

Come and Live

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Isaac Golle

Isaac Golle is a husband, father, brother, son, and friend. Everything else is extra. He currently resides in Parry Sound, Ontario, Canada with his wife and two children, where he is focusing on worrying less, trusting more, and laughing lots.

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