The Phoenix Tree

My daughter was telling me one day about this story she is writing.  In the story she describes several fantasy level animals and how they interact with one another.  The Phoenix Tree is the place where all the Phoenix gather to live and breed.  The phrase stuck with me for several weeks.  I wrote it down knowing that it was going to become something else to me.  The visual in my head was this actual tree which contained traits belonging to the Phoenix….the living, the healing, the burning and the rising again.  I like the imagery in that.  I like the metaphor for how we live.  I asked Riley if she minded my using her term in another way and she was alright with it.  So, here are the lyrics to the song.  One day when it’s recorded I’ll post that as well. 

The Phoenix Tree                            

 

every breath greeted clean

pure and new

as close as we get to divinity

when the branches close in

and wrap around

til it all comes down

in flames

 

The wounds are old

Like the ancient sea

but the roots are deep

on The Phoenix Tree

 

rising up

keep rising up

so we can see

 

 

every breath labored long

strong and steady

as close as we brush in the heavenly

when the leaves press in

whisper in our ears

til it all comes down

in flames

 

the wounds are real

like the raging sea

but the roots are deep

on this Phoenix tree

 

building up

keep building up

so we can see

 

 

breathing fast and greeted clean

it’s all new and ready

for whatever life brings

 

The wounds are old

Like the ancient sea

but the roots are deep

on The Phoenix Tree 

 

every breath greeted clean

pure and new

as close as we get to divinity