Samantha Syrnich TLC

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About The Hand Behind The Phoenix Quill— I’ve lived many lives within one — some born of light, some forged in fire. Each left its mark, and in the ashes, I found my voice. The Phoenix Quill was never just a name; it became my heartbeat — a place where pain turned to purpose, and truth was no longer something to survive, but something to share. I am a poet, artist, advocate, and storyteller — guided by a love that refuses to die quietly. Through words and imagery, I tell stories of resilience, of rising when the world says you’ve fallen too far. My work carries pieces of the people and places that shaped me — veterans, children, the voiceless, the forgotten — and the fire that demanded their stories be heard. Every poem, every painting, every creation under The Phoenix Quill is born from that promise: to turn heartbreak into healing, to honor truth even when it burns, and to remind others that they, too, can rise. This is my life’s work — to give voice to the silence, hope to the weary, and beauty to the broken. Welcome to The Phoenix Quill: Words Born of Fire, Inked in Truth. Where ashes become art — and every word remembers how to rise.

She does not chase truth.
She carries it—
quietly,
steadily,
like a lantern held close to her ribs.

It moves with her breath,
glows through her scars,
and hums beneath her footsteps
like something ancient
and unteachable.

Truth is not loud in her.
It doesn’t need to be.
It shows itself in the way she rises
after being knocked down,
in the way she refuses to twist her soul
to make others comfortable,
in the way her eyes stay soft
even when her voice must be firm.

She has walked through fire
without letting it turn her false.
She has held her own silence
when the world wanted her to shout.
She has spoken when trembling,
and stayed when leaving
would have been easier.

This is the kind of truth
that cannot be performed—
only lived.

And so it walks with her:
in the gentleness she refuses to surrender,
in the boundaries she learned to honor,
in the unshakable calm
of a woman who knows
exactly who she is.

Truth moves like a shadow at her side—
faithful,
quiet,
ever-present—
and every step she takes
makes the world
just a little more honest.

— Samantha Syrnich