you will rise again Pheonix child
from the blackest midnight of despair-
your wounded wings will softly flutter
stir the trembling of chilling air.
carry you into yourself-
upon thick and pure blue flames
further into a cloudless state
freed from the cage of purple haze.
posted by HindiK at 2:00 AM
2 Comments:
That's beautiful, HLK.
-T1AM
I am quite fond of this expression of the Phoenix. Very fluid and expressive, particulary the purple haze addition. Good call
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