Rise of the Phoenix

A graceful feathered ruler of the sky

A magnificent creature who's beauty is sheer terror

Onyx talons with a grip greater than that of any vice

A glistening beak sharper than that of any blade

Brilliant wings faster than that of any arrow

And golden eyes that can pierce the heart of any soul

A true raptorial bird of prey

A shining spirit who's awe is revered

Adored for its beauty

And feared for its power

Loved and hated for its position ins nature's noble hierarchy

Its demand for respect was rightfully so

And yet so rightfully respect it demanded not

For this reason they sought to take its rightful place of power

To purge it from their existence and steal its glorious crown of power and beauty

And so in the dead of night they set its peaceful forest ablaze

To reduce it to a smoldering heap

But as the fires burned

They shook in terror as the shrieks of its burning pain rose above the smoke

As the inferno burned low

The flames subsided

Embers grew cool

As man tried to take the thrown

And at that precise moment in an explosive burst the sky was lit

A flaming radiance of heat filled the air

It flew through the night sky with fiery wings

And hunted with scorching talons and a searing beak

The rise of the phoenix in the beauty of fire

A true raptorial bird of prey