Crimson Spiral Ascension
Reflection
In the heart of chaos, a spiral ascends,
A dance of fire and stone, where dreams are penned.
Red whispers of passion, gray echoes of time,
A kaleidoscope of fragments, a fractured rhyme.
Each shard a memory, each curve a breath,
A journey through the labyrinth of self and death.
The spiral spins, a symbol of rebirth,
A testament to the soul's eternal quest for light.
In its embrace, we find our own reflection,
A mirror of the past, a portal to the future's direction.
Let the crimson lead you, let the gray guide your way,
For in this spiral, lies the path to your own ascension.
Embrace the chaos, let the fragments align,
For in the heart of the spiral, you will find your divine.