Instrument: Lady – tenor Flea ukulele
From the ash She arises
And to it She returns
Appearing, disappearing, re-appearing.
Yet there is no birth
No death
No rebirth.
The Phoenix lives always
Just in different forms
And so do we.
Neither created
Nor destroyed
Only transformed!
From the ash we arise
And to it we return
Appearing, disappearing, re-appearing
In form, perhaps,
But in Spirit, we exist always.
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dVerse OpenLinkNight # 177
Mystical Strings 
I love the phoenix theme and you expressed it so eloquently. Very powerful piece! Great work.
“The Phoenix lives always
Just in different forms
And so do we.”
~Ah, yes. ❤
Oh the Phoenix – a wonderful and fearful myth… I’m afraid of the ash, though the rising is a wonderful hope.
The Phoenix lives always
Just in different forms
And so do we.
Profound! ❤
I earnestly hope so…
Bang on Crystal – nice precise transcendent write that hits the right note… With Best Wishes Scott
Yes, I like to think of the phoenix in us never being destroyed, but just reincarnating.
I do believe we’re like the Phoenix in that we change forms infinitely, never truly dying. Wonderful!
You were thinking along similar lines as me! Love your take on the theme of eternal life.
Yes, that makes sense to me. Well said.