• The Phoenix

    As I go hand in hand with my past life, we become one eternal.
    I close my eyes and I am nothing. Or do I only think I am nothing?
    I could join with the Earth, and we shall become one.
    I could go with the spirits, and be eternally dancing in peace.
    I could fade into ash and become nothing but a whisper in the wind as it sweeps me away.
    I open my eyes and see back into my past life, which is in the palm of my hand.
    I close my eyes again.
    What am I?