Weaved

Burn it down, embrace the flames now as your crown.
Breathe in smoke, the blazing glory of all you've known.
And feel, as fire takes your home.
And fall, so the seeds of change can grow.
Phoenix, bring a nest of tinder and kindling.
Bow your head, and exchange your feathers now for flames.
Now fire: spread.
Prepare a home for them.
Blossom forth from charred land once left for dead.
For all must fall in time.
To the brood, our prose, resign.
Now keep our wisdom safe.