Remade from the ashes of trial and strife,
Created from death and given new life,
Healed and renewed, remade and reborn,
A brand-new creature with each new morn.
With the strength of a mighty, infinite hoard,
To carry the heaviest of loads aboard,
Tears that can heal any wound or mar,
Their powerful wings can take you very far.
Rising like the morning sun,
Dying when its time has come,
Each new dawn, it starts anew,
When the sun is up and the sky is blue.
When the ashes of life make you cry,
Rise like the phoenix and touch the sky,
Life may not always go your way,
But you can fly away and start a bright new day.
November 16, 2019
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