Phoenix Ascension
Reflection
In the heart of the inferno, where the world burns bright,
A phoenix rises, wings spread wide in the fiery light.
Its feathers, a symphony of flame, dance with the wind,
A symbol of rebirth, where the old must be left behind.
The landscape below, a tapestry of red and gold,
Echoes the phoenix's spirit, bold and untold.
Mountains cradle the earth, trees stand as silent sentinels,
Witnessing the transformation, the cycle of ascension.
The sun, a radiant beacon, pierces the sky,
Guiding the phoenix's flight, where the horizon lies.
Its eyes, a mirror of the soul, reflect the journey's weight,
A reminder that from ashes, beauty can take flight.
You, too, are the phoenix, rising from your own despair,
Transforming the embers into a future that's fair.
Let your wings catch the light, let your spirit soar,
For in the dance of fire, you are the Phoenix Ascension.