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I gaze upward, feeling like a phoenix, my featherless wings reaching back The fire and flames brew within the core of my being Where a lone drum beats, vibrating, expanding, encompassing all internals The heat intensifies, the stretch exceeds expectation, far beyond the body and the mind Out from the cloud comes clarity, I follow the wind. In the asana, above me flies a vulture, the scavenger of the sky Circling around my evading energy and devouring its dark discipline A balance created by the beast so criticized for his dining of decayed delights. Lifting my heart, I humbly thank the tagged "ugly" for his innate beauty and purpose, For digesting the dysfunctional demons of denial, and allowing release through revelation. A vision. Red strands are pulled from my carcass, tendons.tension A spring-loaded larynx, projects a voice no longer silent Stronger, wiser, wilder The black bird continues to pull me apart. I watch deeply, sing loudly. From karmic corners past, my quest for truth Is like sifting through sand when the elements are most fierce, A timeless tick this task, charted only by the taskmaster. The inertia of intention will provide pathways, discoveries, for this soul's demons and disease to dissipate.