Rising from the ashes

Rising from the ashes of one once dead
Coming to write my story, as of yet unsaid
Fire is my nature, I am called to the sun.
Flame my death, and now rebirth, I am once again begun.
Death and rebirth over and again.
A bird of distinction, no ordinary wren.
My cycle of life begun again
Every life gone in a flash
I look forward to a long future, and back to an even longer past.
Always is, and always shall be
just another day in the life of a pheonix





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