You're a young soul
So quick to believe
So deep to dream
With a little self-esteem

So you waited for the train
But it did pass, you're vain
So you shed the pain
And put it in the letters of stain

In your younger years
You believe love exists
So I held your hand
And covered your eyes

Your senses are speaking
Universe is in your heart
Though destroyed dreams had you
And made your smile broken,

You still wear your heart on your sleeve
And to that I was astounded to believe.

Towering over the moon glazed groves,
Soaring phoenix of night-
What are the storms of your mind?

To what measure do your cloud wings extend?
From shores of salt and shells,
To the high rise of the wise old mountains,
But where therein is your essence hidden?

Flaming jewels for eyes,
That vapor of solitude,
Treading the night skies.

Lined by lightning feathers
And bold with thunderous clap,
Created are whole windstorms at a single wing's flap!

Great and noble, we know this bird.
As loud as the storms at bay;
But they say he is made in silence,
Speaking through things unheard
And words we cannot say..

So sailed across the star candled oceans~
Did the age-old secret scroll,
Stories of the Night Phoenix, adventures of never-told!

Pride of the world, like a phoenix I rise
towering over darkness and hatred
scarred though our hearts be, but
un-cowed, unfurls my spirit, leading
aspirations to the skies and beyond.

We are Americans and Europeans
and Africans and Asians, divided

in religion and race, but here we meet
as one world, here we will bridge
heaven and earth and hew a passage
through boulders of bigotry into
the lands of brotherhood and peace.

Burst into flames,
Remember,
You are after all,
A Phoenix.

An imagination ride between reality and dream,
A travel of heart and soul,
In search of the ultimate,
Freedom and happiness.

So close both eyes,
Phoenix is beautiful.

Take the heart,
Travel the sky,
Fly and shine like a phoenix;
strong and powerful.
To search for the One.

you lit up my
fragile heart
with
bursting vibrant
rubies through
your delicate
words
                           you spin me
                           around in a gentle
                           waltz, a secret dance
                           that only the
                           two of
                           us could
                           carry through
                                                           you charred my
                                                           skin where
                                                           your
                                                           fingers used to
                                                           touch, aching for
                                                           more flames
                                                                                                your cries are
                                                                                                the sound
                                                                                                of a forest
                                                                                                fire, searing
                                                                                                through my ears
                                                                                                all the way
                                                                                                into my
                                                                                                heart

you rise from the ashes
the tumultuous sea
a new bird, born again
like a summer's breeze