Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2015
Phoenix bird stood tall in the fog where her wings spread, and notice how special she was.

But inside, no matter how much she love, she was slowly dying inside.Β Β One day while soaring in the skies, she notices she began to burn on her outer shell.

As her outer and inner body burn, she began to fall high from the sky. She knew deep inside that she need to stop listening from her physical core, her heart, because just listening to her heart shows no growth for a balance of mind, body<heart> to evolve her soul.

While falling, she rip the burning thorn from her heart, and immediately her wings began to heal.

After full health, she was even more stronger, better yet, more powerful than before.
9ine
Written by
9ine  Louisiana
(Louisiana)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems