She was a caged bird
Who was afraid to fly.
She tried
And she fell.
Severely wounded,
She had a choice.
To survive
Or to die.
There was a fire inside her
That gave her strength.
And an inner knowing
That she could fly.
So, ashes
Turned to embers.
Until, there was a spark
Of life.
She persevered
And she learned.
The farther she fell,
The higher she rose.
Until she could fly
So beautifully.
Reborn
And transformed.
She was no ordinary bird.
She became the phoenix.
Kari Storm 