The fire roars, a merciless tide
consuming dreams where memories reside.
Yet through the billowing smoke and haze
the human spirit sets night ablaze.
To those who fled their cherished home
watching flames paint the evening dome:
May shelter find you, warm and true
while kindred hearts help build anew.
Where embers dance on scorched terrain,
let healing pour like summer rain
Each gentle drop a promise sworn
to mend the earth so deeply torn.
The forest floor, once charred and bare
will sprout new life with tender care
As seeds of hope take root below
where destruction dealt its fiercest blow.
United now, we rise to meet the challenge of this searing heat.
Though fire claims what once was known
our spirits remain, stronger grown.
For in these ashes, dark and deep
a phoenix-promise we shall keep:
To build again with love and grace
and heal this wounded, sacred space.
