Are you the Phoenix,
Who dared to rise from the Ash?
For when you find your self fading,
Reduced to a wish on a lash;
Who is it that you will turn to,
To be you shelter till it's passed?

There was a time when you were burning,
A flaming spirit with a name.
But …

You know, I tend to think a lot. Maybe more than I should, because sometimes I overthink things. But whatever...but today something that one of my friends said got me really thinking of what a small world it really is. It got me thinking of the little things and events …