An ode to myself! Aren't I egotistical! ^_~
Ode to a Phoenix
I lift my wings and push with might,
The wind whistling through fiery wings,
I soar through the air, in an ethereal flight.
A fire ignites the air crackles in pain,
I am not a phoenix, just glory and flame.
People point and cry 'Oh what a prize!'
They try and capture my soul, but with no luck.
I can not be captured, I go with whom I like,
The ones with a fire and not one soul desire.
For a fire does not just linger on just one soul
I roam free and I rove all the worlds,
Flying and circling above in the heavens
For just my one love, the air.