Phoenix

The dark hollow hall
Where all the angels fall
Their memory shall be erase
And they shall know nothing at all
At the far end
A small light grew
Slowly, gently the light grew
A young mysterious girl came walking trough
Her dress burn like flame
Light buns up as she passes by
Her hands touch the wall
Leaving it hard and dry
She walked into the hall
Dances above the angels who fall
Her foot touches no ground
As she dances above the cold icy water
She flew like an angel
Her invincible wings slowing guiding her
Who could that be??
Another angel?
A human?
A devil?
I don’t think so
For her red flaming dress and eyes
She is the one and only
Who guards the grave
Of this fallen angels
A flaming beautiful Phoenix