The Resurrection of the Phoenix
The elements of destruction have become
the elements of peace.
They always were the same; they always will be.
The invisible volcano has fallen asleep again
While the bird arises out of the water in delight,
Propelled by inner vision,
Regal and strong, proud and free--
Dancing on the flames of fire
Untouched.
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