My Flight - Phoenix
My Flight - Phoenix
My source of inspiration in life is the mystical bird, Fawkes, Phoenix in Harry Potter. I derive the inspiration from the way it dies and then rises again from its own ashes. It symbolizes Sun, time and after-life.
There is a shift in the air, I am ready to soar,
Higher and wider than ever before.
At my audacity they frowned, how can a bird think thus?
With mere wings and flight, what is such a fuss?
So they burnt me, they burnt me in fire sore,
Denying me my flight in blood bath and gore.
So I started to drown in my darkness and pain.
There was no reason to their benefit joy or gain.
They looked and t
hey laughed at the death of me,
A Phoenix awakens, little did they see.
Writhing groaning and scrunching my eyes,
In my fear I found how courage flies.
Yet from ashes, I rose my slumber seizing,
In the journey above my heartache easing.
The symbol of immortality, shimmering and radiating,
Harbinger of renewal and resurrection, illuminating.
Blue eyes glittering like a sapphire,
The clap of wings blowing a zephyr.
Reigning over the birds with feminine grace,
A new era of goodwill and prosperity, about to embrace.
Now my time has come to shine and rise
Exalting the song with the sunrise...