The Phoenix Bird- Poem

Updated: Feb 5, 2023

I know how it feels to bleed fire and cut through clouds on golden wings.

To have my heart beat against a canopy of blazing skies.

To be reborn in miraculous radiance.

To soar.

and I know how it feels to be reduced to ashes, too.

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