Light Deity

The sun rises from the ashes

Bearing the heaviest frost of the fallen world

Sheltering a broken-legged phoenix

Beneath its wings

Yet never knowing that it itself

Is the fledgling most in need of a nest

Its burning is too quiet

So quiet it is like snow falling on a wasteland

Unraveling itself into thread

Spinning it into light

To stitch up every broken piece of love

Forgetting to look back at the wound

Running down its spine

Seething, still burning hot

Now warmth often rises from

The depths of chaos

It is the youth's dying embers still gently knocking

With the purest soul

Saying this world is worth it

Worth becoming a candle

Burning out without regret

They say you are a god that you are light

But I see you stumbling across the Wastes

Resilience is the stubbornness to gather yourself

After being shattered

Every time you break you are learning how to bend

Forging yourself into a question

Asking the Majestic Palaces

Why must the common souls

Always bear the weight

Now warmth often rises from the depths of chaos

It is the youth's dying embers still gently knocking

With the purest soul

Saying this world is worth it

Worth becoming a candle

Burning out without regret

An entire spring beats within its chest

Yet it stands beyond the spring breeze