When the phoenix is reborn from ashes.

I can see myself,
Just there,
Between the clouds and the sun,
Enclosed by the cosmos and the heart of the Earth;
In the middle of space
Over the ground.
Quite tall and thin shape,
Just a floral dress covers my body.
Pale face and cold skin,
Long hair with dark reflects,
My eyes closed.
I am in a park,
I am turning and turning again
On the iron roundabout.

You are there too.
Sitting on a bench, lost,
Among people and kids.
You just look.
You look at the creature
Who is dancing on her own,
Surrounded by the crowd,
Apart from the world
You can't keep your sight off
Of that girl.
She is beautiful;
Like an alien fallen from the sky,
Like an angel gravitating
Between two universes.
She seems to fly,
Her arms moving in the air,
Her hair floating through the wind.

To A.