The deep inner workings of a beggar's mind

The Phoenix

Bold, he flies
Proud as the skies
Aflame with hope and might.

His embers burn
As the seasons turn
In memory and in light.

The world disappears
As he soars through the years
And reaches the highest of heights.

His presence ignites
The darkest of nights
And his song gives the soul much delight.

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One response

  1. Kenneth

    Short but definitely poignant

    July 7, 2010 at 17:18

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