Crash Poem by Christopher Cariad

These flames consume me
From this place of darkness,
Breaking my chains
And rising to this place of grace.
Risen once again
I do great deeds,
For the greatest being
In the kingdom that planted its seed
And watched me grow.
My life cherished
From those desperate cries
In the valleys down bellow,
As I bow down to my king of three.
My life was a wreak
And that fire, a healer,
Consuming this victim,
Allowing the soil to re-take its hold.
Reviving the grounds, that where but depleted.
Now this new life will grow.