The Firebird

A firebird or “Phoenix” has many tales about them. One such tale records how a Firebird lost a feather and a man picked it up. The feather had enough light to cast light through a room. Which got me on a long trail of thought but it reminds me of a quote. 

‘When you were born you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die the world cries and you rejoice’

The Phoenix left his mark, a feather, and it became something that lit up everywhere it went. It touched lives of all who saw it. That’s how we should live. Live a life where we light up everywhere we leave our mark. We should be bright as the Phoenix. If our life is on a bad road we should be like a Phoenix and rise from the ashes. If our life is good and beautiful we should use it to leave a light that will never go out. Even when we’re gone. We need to leave our mark on the world and the people around us. Just like the Phoenix left a feather we should leave our mark..Our own feather.

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