pheonix

shattered and torn,
blown to smithereens,
cleansed by the fire,
born anew through the heat,
I stare at the pieces,
the remnants of my past,
watch as the embers cool,
fade and dim and become ash,
I watch as the wind whips by,
brushing away all that is left,
then feel the cooling touch of rain,
cleansing my soul it leaves me blessed,
watch me rise from these ashes,
watch me soar to new heights,
the things that once restrained me,
no longer have a hold on my life,
I am beautiful and wondrous,
I am strong and I am free,
I have found new wings beneath me,
I have a new reason to be,
let the world have its doubts,
let them criticize me now,
all their words will fall on deaf ears,
as I fly higher than these clouds.