moon phoenix

And the night clouds looked like the rising phoenix as they shared the sky with the ever radiant moon. It was hard to tell which was more regal. that bird soaring across the heavens. its beak piercing the darkness or the moon with its glow so radiantly bright that the stars dare not share that sky.
Not wishing to be out done the crickets chirped in harmony. The cauphoeny that drowned out the sound of ones own heartbeat in what should of been ever still silence.
I watched that phoenix as it tried to soar its way only to be disturbed by heavenly winds. Until soon there was nothing left of it but small wisps of curling, almost smoke like tendrils. And there in the night the battle raged on. Not between that ever gracious phoenix and the moon, but between the moon and the relentless chirping of the crickets.


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