Ember Ascending

In fiery splendor, she stands tall, A silhouette against the burning wall, Arms outstretched, embracing the flames, As energy courses through her frame. The rock beneath her feet, a burning throne, Glowing with inner light, now fully known, The fiery tendrils, like veins on stone, Pulse with a power that's hers alone. In this fierce dance, she's free and bright, A being of light, in the dark of night, The warmth that emanates, a love so true, A heart aflame, with a spirit anew. With every step, a story's told, Of trials faced, and a soul made bold, The fire that burns, a transformation deep, A rebirth into a newfound strength to keep.