Phoenix She Rising

Phoenix She Rising

A Poem by maria a frey

Rise like a phoenix, soul torched, reborn
Reformed from a life that was not the norm.
Where the tears of a soul cries for freedom in the storm,
Where coldhearted blood runs warm
Warm like a flame igniting, burning at her arm.

Phoenix,
she rising

She rising not waiting for surprises
she flying

Phoenix,
she rising

Head held high,
love so fly.
Extending her wings to hug the sky,
she embraces the light with eagerness and a new approach.
Spiritual transformation,
spiritual hope.

Phoenix,
she rising

She rising not waiting on surprises
she flying

Phoenix,
she rising.

© 2015 maria a frey


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Added on September 18, 2015
Last Updated on September 18, 2015