locked in a cage for burning your passions too brightly dreams unreachable because of your crimson skin longing to fly into the depths of the horizon hurtling flames ignited behind bars bronze and gold glowing silently
27 years and your inferno has become nothing but a spark though weak and shaken from the cold november rain those trapped and those in hiding paint songs on air like constellations in the sky just as you’re about to collapse magic erupts from the blaze a single powerless prisoner seeming to be more powerful than all of hell’s threats and guns
sacrificing yourself for redemption a bird perished in turmoil setting yourself ablaze for those in need of saving gleaming creature of fire you appear through your ashes a new hope god of the sun
at last risen from the ashes of your past an unexpected source of beauty you no longer fear darkness and its demons clouds- displaying the vivid color of blood radiating the sacrifice of your freedom wind- echoing the fire set by your wings the sky- your canvas paint it with your visions of the future the sea- a tragic reflection of all the pain you’ve shed soaring forever because your spirit will never die dreams are now your destiny; seize them with all your might your flame will burn eternally for years to come there shall be times of breaking and moments of despair but one thing remains true- amidst the smoke and chaos you are more beautiful than before for you are the legend of the phoenix -c. alejandra