The phoenix

She was happy,joyous and free.The world was hers to rule.When she smiled ,she radiated happiness.She fluttered as lovely as a butterfly.From every flower that life gave to her,she not just received,she gave instead...a lot of happiness..she spread around.No life that she once touched ever forgot her.It seemed as if Nature had conspired to keep her happy.Then the bubble burst.The Gods went against her.She began to cringe.she began to cower,she began to fear.She feared to smile,she feared to laugh,she feared to rejoice.But she learnt to resist this deviant plan of the Gods.She smiled though it pained,she rejoiced though it ached,she laughed though she was tormented.The world did not know.The world believed the image she projected,a shadow of her true self.The world believed she smiled because she loved it,she smiled because she did not want to hurt those she loved.The world believed she rejoiced the gifts of life,she rejoiced that in all this pain she had her babies to look forward to.The world believed she laughed at it ,she laughed to challenge her own self.Time and again her struggle,her pain and her energy to deal with it makes me want to believe that she is the modern day phoenix.She will rise again and laugh at the world.AGAIN!!!!!!