Rising Phoenix | Poetry

Oh Phoenix, wings of flame,
Kissed by fire, you ain’t the same.
Cradled once in verdant nest,
Now a pyre, a fiery test.

Don’t you cry, don’t you shed a tear,
In that inferno, strength appears.
Ashes whisper, embers glow,
Seeds of change begin to sow.

From the dust, a tremor starts,
A beating heart in broken parts.
Muscles tense, a mighty push,
From the cinders, a glorious rush.

Feathers sprout, a fiery hue,
Golden crown, reborn anew.
Wings unfurl, a radiant spread,
Pain’s a memory, fear is dead.

Oh Phoenix, take to the sky,
Let your song of triumph cry.
Scars a map where trials burned,
Lessons learned, a spirit yearned.

Soar above the smoldering pyre,
Hope’s bright ember, a soul on fire.
Teach us, sister, how to rise,
From the ashes, touch the skies.

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