The sky is cloaked in a sea of black
The wind whirling fearlessly causing its own little destruction
Animals seeking shelter that is no where to be found, little ones nestle close to their mothers scared to be alone
Humans follow their instincts to run the other way
This is the way it is suppose to be
Everything needs to be destroyed as to be reborn, renewed, so life can start over
Red and orange glaze over the earth- all the green fades away when the reds of the earth spread their deadly sin
To the human eye all we see is a field of a morbid rainbow
In this morbid rainbow there is horror, death, and overall chaos
In the morbid rainbow there is birth, room for a new life to grow and thrive
Something beautiful always comes out of these ashes
Something beautiful comes out of the deadly flames
Why do the humans see this and just follow their instincts to run and hide
Why do they feel the need to stop what is natures' course
Finally the ashes cool and the danger subsides and the animals come to see what has been done
There in the field of black you start to see green rise through the ground
Even as myths may go you see the rebirth of the Phoenix
Her cloak of beauty so divine
Her every shade of red blend together to reveal her power and strength
These flames gave her life, gave her freedom and gave her youth
This is the beauty that comes out of our well known disaster also known as FIRE!