Cleansing by Fire

In the forge of time, where embers gleam,

A cleansing fire ignites a dream.

Its flames of truth, fierce and bright,

Devour shadows, dispelling night.

A dance of tongues in radiant hues,

Licking at lies, revealing truths.

With crackling whispers, secrets ignite,

In the crucible of flames, they take flight.

The pyre of change, ablaze with might,

Ignites the soul, banishing blight.

Each flicker tells of what was and will be,

Transforming all, setting spirits free.

As the phoenix rises from the pyre,

Rebirth unfolds in the sacred fire.

From ashes, dreams take to the sky,

A canvas renewed, where hopes can fly.

The cleansing flames, with warmth and ire,

Baptize the spirit, lifting it higher.

Purge the doubts, release the shame,

In this crucible, they lose their name.

Through fiery trials, a phoenix sings,

A symphony of rebirth, the joy it brings.

The cleansing fire, a sacred rite,

An alchemy of soul, pure and bright.

So let the flames of change inspire,

A cleansing dance, a sacred fire.

From ashes to the heavens, aspire,

For in the blaze, find your heart's desire.

I don't usually write poems so this was new for me. I hope you all enjoyed!