In childhood, I was the butterfly Brightly colored, joyous, energetic I flitted from here to there, helter-skelter Content to be on the move, happy to be loved. Hues were vibrant, sounds beyond all description. The little bird, chirping merrily, Never caring whether I was on key or not. I was the butterfly.
Later, a blow came. The butterfly lost its wings. The joy left the world. The light went out, almost, but never quite. It kept going. I became the firefly then, a creature of the evening. The light was faint, sometimes going out, But always returning, never dying. Hope was faint, but it never left.
And today? What am I today? Today I became the phoenix. The layers of pain became a prison that could not hold me. The flames renewed, restored the joy. The journey has been long, but today the flight, The sky is worth it all. Bitterness, pain, resentment, I suddenly realize Have led me to today.
I am a music and book-loving Christian girl. So, basically just like eighty percent of the rest of the population. I majored in English and minored in psychology. I am also working on the world's first cliche free novel and going through withdrawal from sour gummy worms. I love to sing, take naps, have dinner with my friends and mock anything possible, particularly parades.
"The phoenix, hope, can wing her way through the desert skies, and still defying fortune's spite; revive from ashes and rise." --Miquel de Cervates Saavedra
So often, we believe that we have come to a place that is void of hope and void of possibilities, only to find that it is the very hopelessness that allows us to hit bottom, give up our illusion of control, turn it over, and ask for help. Out of the ashesof our hopelessness comes the fire of our hope. --Anne Wilson Shaef
"The Phoenix became popular in early Christian art, literature and Christian symbolism, as a symbol of Christ, and further, represented the resurrection, immortality, and the life-after-death of Jesus Christ."
Like the mighty phoenix, Once again I rise from the flames set to destroy me & take flight. I am Stronger Glorious Powerful Victorious. --Kirsti A. Dyer, MD, MS
"It's best to have failure happen early in life. It wakes up the phoenix bird in you so you rise from the ashes." --Anne Baxter
"In Japan, as earlier in China, the mythical Phoenix was adopted as a symbol of the imperial household, particularily the empress. This mythical bird represents fire, the sun, justice, obedience, and fidelity."
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