Ember Rebirth

In fiery splendor, the phoenix rises, born from ashes and flame, A symbol of transformation, where darkness meets the light of fame. With wings outstretched, it soars into the burning sky, A dance of rebirth, where death and life entwine, and pass by. The trees, like sentinels of earth, stand witness to the sight, Their leaves aflame, as if ignited by the phoenix's light. The rocky outcrop, a crucible, where transformation's fire is lit, The phoenix's song, a hymn of renewal, echoing through the burning pit. In this tableau of fire and earth, we find the cycle of our own rebirth, A reminder that from darkness, light can emerge, and new life has its birth. The phoenix's fiery spirit, a mirror to our own inner flame, Guiding us through trials, to emerge reborn, with a newfound name. As the flames that once consumed, now nurture and renew, So too can we rise, from the ashes, anew.