A new breath of life inhaled.
Reborn again, anew, un frail.
Striving to reach and regale.
Leaving past ashes a gale.
The Phoenix, its rising entails.....
A mythical bird that never dies, the phoenix flies far ahead to the front, always scanning the landscape and distant space.
It represents our capacity for vision, for collecting sensory information about our environment and the events unfolding within it.
The phoenix, with its great beauty, creates intense excitement and deathless inspiration.
There are Chinese, Japanese, Russian, Egyptian, and Native American counterparts of the Phoenix. (Feng-Huang, Ho-oo, Firebird, Benu, and Yel, respectively).
All of these birds are identified with the sun.
Rise and shine, my friends~
Cat
6 comments:
So, that's what's been leading me into the woods, at night. My most recent 'tracks' image, that you just commented on, could have easily been lit by him. It was exactly the same color, until I adjusted it.
~Love, Bhoenix @---->---
http://journals.aol.com/thelovetrain/tracks/
http://journals.aol.com/thelovetrain/Drift/
cat, i really like this entry. i am learning to speak japanese and you just taught me a new word, yippie. have a great evening...dave.
Great entry, this one really "spoke" to me :)
~Erika~
very cool, I've always liked the Phoenix. My brains churning now.
take it easy Cat~
xoxo~Bernadette
I knew someone with Phoneix-like qualities once............
Very cool!!! I loved this entry!!
*hugs*
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