The Phoenix

She burned with pain and fury for so long, yet smiled through the pain

No one saw her.

She wilted and withered into the ashes of her sorrow.

No one saw her.

One day she heard a soft whisper. 

One word.


It took her hearing it many times until she finally sprouted from the ashes. 

She then shot up with gleaming feathers of beauty screaming:


As she soared over the mountain tops and saw the beauty of the world with new eyes and how much more there was to see-

She saw tomorrow.

She held onto tomorrow and never let go.

In that moment, they saw what she had become.

 The Phoenix.

 They all saw her living for tomorrow because yesterday she almost never knew



Sending you all love and light,

Wild Antevasin

**credit to Thom Williams for photos**

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