Winterfylleth Foundations Of Ash
As though a Phoenix doth ruins burn
Stricken with by-gone years
As fire devours frail bodies so
Life moves throughout its journey
The spirits of fated ones
From flesh and bones advance
The funeral pyres burn red!
Yet to it returns, after time and space
A life restored anew
When that the ashes now begin
From the force of flames
To join and fuse again!
Though buildings were of ruin
The flames did cease and cool
Bone-cases all but broken
The burning now turned blue
Then from the pile, a likeness
In the spring sun's gleam doth grow!
The sign of sun as giving hope
Up over oceans, of noble stars delight
A sparkling gem, as though in gold encased
By smiths' artifice, it has been set!
