Phoenix

She walks in light,

but hides behind her shadow,

She finds comfort in darkness,

but burns bright all around

A clinging sound whenever she walks,

fractured pieces from within,

she fears them

the pieces,

for they drip in the purest form of love

and yet again are vulnerable

She wears invisible wings,

And they take her high,

but she fears of falling

not knowing that from within

a fire burns

and like a phoenix she’ll rise above all

-S.S.G