From the ashes of my heart,
Rises a bird of fiery grace,
A creature of light and art,
A symbol of love to embrace.
Its wings spread wide and strong,
A beacon of hope in the night,
A melody of passion and song,
A creature of pure delight.
Its eyes shine bright and true,
A window to the soul within,
A flame that burns anew,
A love that will never dim.
Its feathers dance and sway,
A symphony of red and gold,
A love that will never fray,
A story that will be told.
For this bird is no ordinary thing,
But a symbol of love reborn,
A creature that will forever sing,
A love that will never mourn.
So let this ignited Phoenix soar,
Let it light up the darkest night,
Let it be forevermore,
A symbol of love's purest light.
For in its fiery embrace,
We find the strength to endure,
A love that cannot be erased,
A love that will forever endure.
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Hello. I love stories of mythical wonders. Loved your poem. I too just wrote 'Flight of the phoenix', in Fiction. Oh. I also subscribed as well. Blessings.