A Phoenix

I wrote this poem today ... I really like the symbol of the phoenix ... to me it represents the eternal hope for a new beginning ... a new beginning that I think I may have found by choosing not to cut any more ... and I know that things aren't going to be magically prefect but I'm going to work at it...

A phoenix

The brightly coloured bird
With feathers as bright as flames
Grows stronger day by day.
It's courage is unsurpassed,
It's resilience is legend.
Then it grows old
And erupts into fire.
Just when you think
That only ashes
Will be left
It rises again from the cinders
Showing that an end
Is merely another
Beginning.