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Elegant Destruction

A phoenix, 

The most elegant, graceful, benevolent creature there was that roamed this globe


Its crown,

Pride radiating, 

Daring unmatched by those who seek conquest

Unflinching at danger, for the ability of infinite

But finite in shape

It's a great paradox,

Breaking all mathematical and physical boundaries


Its Throat,

Selective of the best,

Water that shined like gold,

Apples that bear ripe its red blossom,

Never green

For it flared paradise on all those that touch,

Spoken in the same line as wealth, comfort, luxury, and

Hope in its finest

How could something as magnificent as thee be expressed beyond pure emotion?


Its Nostrils,

Breathed the freshest air,

Never taking a whiff of the impure, dirty ground it touched upon

For that was deemed vulgar, unworthy

Of the vigorous lung that sustained

Something untouchable


Its mighty wings,

Carrying across stretches unfathomable,

Beat against the harsh current of nature,

Always sustaining amidst any condition

Dwelling, always near the rim of chaos,

Never swept up, invariably 

Thrusting

Onward


Its Tail,

Always preyed upon by unsuspecting vampires

For it was the balance,

The vitality of life itself


Something as magnificent as thee swelled in abundance

Once

But the once peaceful idolizers believed otherwise,

A sign of god said they,

Sweep the foundation and select the one

The rest unworthy to be called thee itself

The whole forest reverberated,

Causing chaos

Famine


Now, only a few remained.

The "pure" ones in the eyes of the rash beholder

The forest once plenty 

Paid the dues

The once glorious world cascaded into dawn,

One step closer,

To pure

Brutality.


Context

Usually I would cite the context here, but decided against it. For I have found that the beauty is in exploration, not comprehension. If you do wish to know the context, I have posted it as a comment.

Comments

  1. Alan BishopOctober 15, 2024 at 4:22 PM

    This piece was meant as the historic religious persecution erasing so many cultures leaving the masses limited truth. From a Christian perspective, religion is a choice and this hasn't historically been the case. I hope you understand religion from a different perspective and hold love in your heart for everyone!

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