The tiniest flicker is nurtured and rekindled by the warmth of sincere caring. The steady flame must be tended, fed, and encouraged to grow. From the blaze emerges the Phoenix cloaked in plumage of crimson and gold. Red is for the courage to try again when life seems to be once more in ashes. Gold is for the value of truth and wisdom.
Gold is for the sunrise of new tomorrows.
The Phoenix is the symbol of the spirit that will not died, but rises again and again to face the future. The Myth lies in the hearts of those who have no faith. From the ashes of yesterday comes the hope of tomorrow the rekindled spirit on wings of crimson and gold. Behold, the Phoenix soaring to new heights.