Daring is the phoenix
who bravely lifts herself from the smoky ash She spreads her scarlet gold wings of reborn feathers To touch the balmy kiss of the climbing sun She soars above earth drifting on cloud dust and air stream And drinks in the glory of floating and flying free She leaves behind a scorched sea where a sad heart ignited her destruction Flying forward toward a new horizon with the promise of every tomorrow One blazing sunset, struggling to soar under the weight of new heartache She returns to the same fiery lake to erupt once more into crimson and tangerine flames She burns to embers, leaves nothing behind but a pile of silken, ebony soot in her wake Then, come morning, the sun lazily ascends, tender rays rippling across the water’s skin And because Daring the phoenix is brave, fierce, determined, confident, Passionate, powerful, and strong She hoists herself into daybreak on ruby wings And ascends to a fresh dawn. Comments are closed.
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