Pounding in Your Heart

pounding in your heart with flags and trumpets      
drums the beat !    
magnificent magnet pulling here and there, through the streets      
     
the pipes resound across the glen, the mist wrapped and curled    
around photographed again      
curling damp and cool, beautiful    
   
sharpness of a morning frost, a kiss, birds wings, open   
a golden cage the pheonix flown       
diving into the fire turning    
   
again to holy ash, sworn in by the sword of death,      
through the body,    
rising as love and devotion