The Phoenix

In the depths of ancient lore, a tale unfolds,

Of a majestic bird, radiant and bold.

Born from the ashes, it takes to the sky,

A symbol of rebirth that will never die.

Oh, Phoenix, wondrous creature of flame,

Your essence burns bright, an eternal flame.

From the embers you rise, renewed and whole,

Defying the cycles that claim mortal souls.

In fiery plumage of scarlet and gold,

Your wings unfurl, stories yet untold.

With each beat, you soar to the heavens above,

A celestial dance, an ode to love.

Through trials and tribulations, you have flown,

Enduring the darkest depths, the unknown.

From the pyre's glow, you emerge with might,

An embodiment of courage, blazing light.

In tales of old, your legend prevails,

A testament to strength that never fails.

You teach us to embrace our inner fire,

To rise from the ashes, soaring higher.

In your wings, hope and resilience reside,

A beacon of inspiration, far and wide.

For in every heart, a spark lies deep,

Awaiting the moment it's awakened from sleep.

So let the Phoenix guide us through despair,

Igniting the spirit with flames that flare.

In transformation's embrace, we find our way,

And like the Phoenix, we rise each day.

Oh, Phoenix, guardian of eternal flame,

Your legacy forever shall proclaim,

That from the ashes, beauty shall arise,

And we'll soar alongside you in endless skies.