Phoenix Ascending

From ashes, it rises, a symphony of fire and light, A phoenix born, in splendor, taking flight. With wings outstretched, it dances on the breeze, A vision of hope, where darkness once would freeze. The city below, a canvas of ember and stone, A backdrop for the tale of rebirth, now known. The phoenix soars, a flame that never fades, A symbol of courage, where hearts are not afraid. In fiery splendor, it illuminates the night, A beacon of transformation, shining with inner light. It rises, a phoenix, from the ashes of the past, A promise of renewal, forever to last. With every beat, its wings ignite the sky, A dance of fire, where spirit touches the high. In its ascension, we find our own inner might, A call to rise, to shine with new-found light.