Rebirth

The ashes, they scattered

Amongst overgrown grass,

Atop of the withered flowers revival.

The ashes, they carried the breeze

What of the fire,

That had once died down -

Stating an abandonment

Shy of words to express.

Born of knowledge,

A destiny accepted 

The earth got carried away,

By ashes that knew not of the ruin.

Only to be reborn -

Within the atmosphere,

Adorning our rebirth.