Ember Rebirth

In fiery splendor, the phoenix rises, a creature of myth and flame, Born from ashes, it takes flight, a symbol of eternal rebirth's name. Its wings, a canvas of orange and gold, outstretched in majestic might, As it soars, the darkness fades, and the light of transformation takes flight. The fiery aura that surrounds it, a halo of passion and fire, Guides us through life's trials, a beacon that never tires. In its eyes, a story unfolds, of trials and tribulations past, A testament to the strength that lies within, forever to last. The phoenix's cry, a call to rise, to let go of what's been and be, To emerge anew, like the morning sun, in all its glory, wild and free. A reminder that we too can rise, from the ashes of our deepest pain, To find our inner strength, our inner light, and rise again, reborn, renewed, and unchained.