goldenrod
07-08-2008, 01:15 PM
"The Golden Phoenix"
Dying grey embers,
smolder,
desolate.
Confined within,
a cooling grate.
When, of a sudden,
ashes stir.
Something noteworthy,
does there, occur?
Then, on a moment,
no physical recourse,
flames, high heat,
come bursting forth!
Lost amid that heat intense,
the unfolding of,
our main event!
A brilliant light, it radiates,
enow the whole planet
to fully sate!
Then casting off,
its grey disguise,
The Golden Phoenix,
It doth arise!
Again re-born!
As in days of old,
new wings of burnished gold, unfold!
Rising with a rush,
those wings to try.
To fly!
Soar triumphant!
Once more,
Master...of the sky!
goldenrod.
Dying grey embers,
smolder,
desolate.
Confined within,
a cooling grate.
When, of a sudden,
ashes stir.
Something noteworthy,
does there, occur?
Then, on a moment,
no physical recourse,
flames, high heat,
come bursting forth!
Lost amid that heat intense,
the unfolding of,
our main event!
A brilliant light, it radiates,
enow the whole planet
to fully sate!
Then casting off,
its grey disguise,
The Golden Phoenix,
It doth arise!
Again re-born!
As in days of old,
new wings of burnished gold, unfold!
Rising with a rush,
those wings to try.
To fly!
Soar triumphant!
Once more,
Master...of the sky!
goldenrod.