Flight of the Phoenix

Allegory about a Phoenix's flight of death and rebirth.

You turned my wings black,
tear them asunder,
as I fall,
fall down to earth.

Voices singing whispering into my ears.
I do not fear.
Anymore.
You stole all I that I believed didn't exist...

I fell until I could no longer fall.
You can only fall so far,
until you start to sink into the ashes
of your rebirths.

With my last dying breath
I swallow the ashes.
Choking burning dying...
Crying!

With a burst of flames,
I arise,
renewed and reborn,
my wings...Crimson with flashes of gold,

soaring above my ash vault,
time to start over,
another cycle ending but another beginning,
the flight of the phoenix.