Just Like The Phoenix

and just like the phoenix,

she too will return.

the flames were designed to kiss her,

not to let her burn.

it’s hard to explain it,

that magic in her soul.

but it entranced everyone,

with a strength only she would know.

by grace, power, and wisdom

she rose above with love.

she was always like that though,

peaceful like a dove.

they called her the goddess of chaos,

an alchemist of pain,

because she’d always mix thunder

with a little bit of rain.