The Phoenix Poem by Bradley Dean

A beautiful bird flies overhead
A creature most majestic
And most tremendously fantastic

I look for her wings in the sky
She swoops down from a cloud
Silent; yet omnipresent

Then she lands right in front of me
Sings twice; then silent again
Looking at me she beckons

I open my mouth and talk
I think to myself what I should say
And I peacefully project the fruit of my mouth

'Oh bird, why can't I be you,
Fly high in the sky with no fear
You are my soul's role model'

The bird took my hand under it's wing
And whispered to me
'Fly with me, and I will guide you'

So I took her wing
And we began to fly
Through the clouds and beyond the sun

There is a bird for each of us in the sky
Look for it with your heart
And it will come to you

Trust in my parable
Like the Phoenix's wing
It will take you up high

And there you will find peace
In the clouds with the other birds
Who sing with joy all day long