描述
-From ashes,
The embers rise,
A blazing dawn
Through golden skies.
Feathers burn,
They never fade,
Reborn anew,
In light remade.
Flames consume,
Yet life remains,
A cycle forged in fiery veins.
Wings of fire,
A crimson flight,
Through death and ash,
Returns to light.
A fleeting fall,
A bright ascend,
The phoenix soars,
To never end.-