Sunday, October 18, 2009

The Phoenix and the Firefly

When the fog is down
And the night is dark
I haven't got a clue
Where I'm going
But when the sun is high
In a bright blue sky
A warm breath of wind
Makes me raise my wings
Isn't it the same for you?
Or do your eyes shine brighter
When the moon is high
Does the icy breeze
Make you fly?
Either way, I don't mind
If you're a newborn Phoenix
Or a Firefly.


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