You got bored of the earth
So you grew a pair of wings
Plucked some stardust
Above the azure skies
As you rode primordial winds.

Your feathers bathed in freedom
Wore a crown of scales and a toothed beak
Your wing claws held your glory
All the monsters of the old world
Were nothing but crumbs under your feet.

Your descendants stormed Mount Olympus
And greeted the gates of Selene and Helios
All the winged gods shed their plumes
Both in envy and in shame
When they sang the dawn chorus.

The Phoenix was your ascendant
And its flaming blood was in your eyes
You are the genesis of a new progeny
That outlived the annals of time
A saga of flight through eons and eras alike.