Cave of a Pheonix
A tale of riddling truths and theories of lies,
Humbled by the whispers and cries,
For an epic tragedy holds the key,
Of lessons and wisdoms through eternity,
This empty, barren cave tells a story,
Of Life, Love and Light.
A place so magical and lovely,
Where a Phoenix once resides.
A festive warmth once filled these halls,
With cries and roars of triumph,
What was then a blissful thrall,
Now a desolate and haunting asylum,
In this gloaming abyss lays a grave,
Remains of what was once a majestic being,
Hidden, only a spark remain ablaze,
Through blackened rocks, no lights fleeing,
A bold explorer, stumbles and crash,
So brisk and determined, unearthing this cave,
As light enters and beamed, illuminating rocks and buoyant ash,
Light attracted to light, the spark, unveiled and saved.
Despite the darkness and lost,
An immortal spark stays true,
All we need is the courage and cause,
For the Phoenix to emerge anew.
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