I am the Phoenix. I rise from the ashes of perdition. My essence glistens with a fire that glows with absolute brilliance. My feathers are derived from the radiance of the deepest of my inner visions... An old soul that is about to grow cold, but still has an ember that burns and yearns to be an inferno... I am a bird that needs to risen. I will finally make that necessary transition, a metamorphosis, a transformation, from which these wings will spread; only transcendence lies ahead... These wings glimmer with a spectrum of magnificent color. They get magnified by the rising of the sun... The warm hues of yellow, orange, and red; they bring back a spirit that lies dormant and dead... So I'm infinitely reborn as a Phoenix again and again!
