Eternal Blaze

In fiery splendor, the phoenix rises, a creature of mythic might, From ashes born, in radiant light, it takes to the skies tonight. With wings outstretched, a fiery halo, it soars, a wondrous sight, A symbol of hope, in darkness and in light. Its feathers ablaze, like autumn leaves, yet vibrant, full of life, As it ascends, the city's steel and stone, a backdrop to its strife. The phoenix, a being of rebirth, from flames that fuel its might, A dance of fire, a spectacle, in the urban, modern light. It gazes forth, with eyes of knowing, a tale of cycles old, Of rising from the ashes, where others may grow cold. In its fiery trail, a path is lit, for those who seek the way, Through trials and through tribulations, to a brighter day. With every beat, its wings proclaim, a story of resilience true, A testament to spirit, that in adversity, shines anew. In the heart of the city, where steel and dreams entwine, The phoenix rises, a beacon divine, a symbol of the soul's design.