The (Black Woman) Phoenix

Up from the beautiful. Ashes of experience, the phoenix rises...where her feathers once were, now there is skin...brown as the dirt that nurtures the seed of life.. Arms wide open this phoenix no longer has the name..she is now the black woman...elegant and beautiful..exotic to behold. Her tears can healthe soul and shed for many but none for herself....watch this black woman..as she soars through struggle...falling down but rising like the phoenix she is..from the ashes of trial..sadness...disappointment...see this phoenix..in her human form..resilient..irresistible...a sight to behold..----by Kashia Knight