Tom's ashes

My death and resurrection was somewhat
coy. Something that surprised me somewhat.
Something that I deny. In the vale of contradiction.
Beneath the veil of Troy. I arose shattered amongst the ashes.
Wrecked amongst the ruins. Surveying my fate.
Uncertain of my destiny. As the old world faded.
And the new one loomed. Journeying never-ending.
As the force that lit the flower calls me home.