Wings of a Phoenix

For on the wings of a Phoenix flying high

across Rocky Mountains, above Gentle Streams

following an unknown path, seeking oneโ€™s dreams

With a companion escaping the past

the prison long gone, memories drifting away

harmony, peace, love

will to the end of days, forever stay

My Poetry

Simple Pilgrim View All →

Once Lost in Nowhere, then Perditus

Now just a Simple Pilgrim

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