The ashes burn like hot magma bursting out of the earths crust into the air.
What was once flesh and blood and bones and breath is now a mesh of molten rock and burning scents permeating into the air.
What once lived a life, is now noting but dust and gone with the wind.
But suddenly, a crack opens up the sedimentary and covered in fire is a head,
Eyes begin to rise as wings clash with the ash and soot and hard rock
A Phoenix, out of the ashes bursts and roars as it gasps for life.
When one life passes another is renewed,
Vibrant, filled with color and able to fly off into the skies and arise for a new time.
Rebirth is beautiful, even if it looks scary