Fall down and Rise Again

In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A fleeting thought, a dying sway, A dream succumbs, its final breath, A victim of doubt, a lingering death. Yet, in darkness, seeds take root, And from ashes, embers fruit, For in demise, a phoenix rise, A resurrection, veiled in wise. Through labyrinths of the soul's despair, A glimmer shines, a light beyond compare, A beacon calls, a whispered name, A summons to revive, to re-engage. The phoenix stirs, its wings unfold, As dreams, revived, their vigor hold, With every step, a path unwinds, A journey through the heart's entwined. In this crucible of trial and strife, Dreams tempered, like steel, find new life, Their essence purified, refined, A resurrection, sublime, divine. Through shadows, light begins to seep, And dreams, revived, their vigor keep, For in the darkness, seeds take hold, And from the ashes, a new story unfold.