The Indistinguishable Fire

With the sky as bright

And the clouds in their flow

The bird is in flight

Going where no one could know

It’s beauty is mixed with the colors of the world

It’s flames surge with a purpose in the wind

It’s a force of power

Only seen rarely through the hour

 

It’s presence is amazing, immense

With its size and wonder

It’s one to be tingle all the sense

A force of lightning and thunder

Yet, a sight of calm flowing breeze

The Phoenix flying and living with ease

 

It is magical, magnificent, much greatness

It is one that can’t be killed

For it’s an unstoppable existence

It falls but will get back up stronger

It’s enemies only could fall back in awe

For this bird is the sun’s rebirth

In a form still incomprehensible

 

What goes on in this deity’s mind

Is it to help, motivate, or keep us in line

It’s power to live a life like no other

Can only be put as a peaceful mother

No matter what’s done

It always stands

Even if it’s the only one

Never seen when it lands

It cannot be compared

It is a force of power at the top

Not needed to be declared

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