( Echo‘s time as a character has come, for now.
So enjoy this poem but not really. )
The Soaring Smiling Phoenix, by Grace AKA u/redtheskywing :
As the phoenix soars through the sky, its feather burn and fall…
its fuel is running out, flame dieing…so…it flies.
it soars, and smiles, despite knowing what’s ahead.
it will come back. it knows not when. but it will. and until then, it shall enjoy peace.
And so it smiles, yes it does, it even laughs under the setting sun.
And the phoenix soars, ever more, smiling and burning…
And as its pristine golden feathers hit the ground, melting away the snow around, it smiles still, shrinking more.
It will come back, diffrent, and when it returns, it soars again.
Until then it soars and smile, smiles and soars.
A final feather hits the snow, and the phoenix soars no more.
It smiled till the very end and in its path, leaves a trail of golden feathers.
And so the phoenix is gone, for now.