In her mind's twilight, the white phoenix roams Her wings once ablaze, now cold as stone A silent flame, her inner fire fights Against the chains unseen, through endless nights Longing for the sky, for rebirth she yearns Her soul barely alive, as doubt twists and turns Dreaming of the day her flight will soar When her feathers blaze in glory once more Once immaculate, now her feathers bear stains Marked by afflictions, by sorrow's chains Reflecting conflicts that rage deep within Turning her hopes into prisons so grim Longing for the sky, for rebirth she yearns Her soul barely alive, as doubt twists and turns Dreaming of the day her flight will soar When her feathers blaze in glory once more With each dawn, she faces her mind's confining walls Negative thoughts bind like relentless iron thralls Fighting the darkness, keeping her tale alive Believing in freedom, for which she strives When finally her bonds shatter, her victory cry will sound Her mind transformed from prison to a sacred ground Reborn in strength, more radiant than before The white phoenix rises, to soar once more Now she claims the sky, her rebirth so clear Her soul revived, free from fear Soaring above, with feathers ablaze The white phoenix ascends, in luminous grace