Life is like a Phoenix of happiness...
Happiness can occupy for a while...
but after a time it may die...

To see two loved ones...
split by a reason unknown to your understanding...
a reason yearned for...
a reason...cried for...
can drive one to the brink...
of insanity...

Age has a way of deception...
a way of illusion...
a way of blinding...

Lies can be like dormant land-mines...
It can lay in peace...
In harmony to that which is undisturbed...
But when stepped on and discovered...
it tends to destroy and obliterate...
the happiness one has...
the truth one knows...
and the Phoenix shall lay in ashes...

But as life continues...
as time passes...
and elements of help come to add...
then the Phoenix starts to rise up again...
its inferno burning like the sun...
and happiness...
can come to be...
once again...

Thus life to me...
is like a Phoenix of happiness...
for it can be destroyed...
but as it can be destroyed...
it can rise again...

~Dia