With warmth and its fiery glory
Beside me it flew
With speed and strength
Down it dived
I followed it
It looked at me
I then saw what it was
A beauty with a colour of dawn
Flapping wings
A war cry
A ring of fire
And that’s all I remember
Of the bird with
The fire of immortality
And of the bird with
The body of fiery beauty
And with eyes of
Great kindness of the heavens.
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Author:
SUDARSHAN (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Children
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Comments1
Wow, great job...I think. I'm not acquainted with the Phoenix, but this sounds like what I think I've heard. Very good.
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