Ashes Into Art

Ashes into art, I'm rewriting my name. With every stroke, I'm shaking off shame. Ashes into art, a fire reborn. From the ruins, a masterpiece sworn. Mmm. I burned all the letters, watched the flames grow Tall. Each flicker a memory, both bitter and Small. The ashes swirled, danced upon The breeze. Turned into paint on a canvas of dreams. So I dipped my hands in, felt the heat Transform. Whispered, "What was broken can become a form." Ashes into art, I'm rewriting my name. With every stroke, I'm shaking off shame. Ashes into art, a fire reborn. From the ruins, a masterpiece sworn. I Mixed the colors, reds and blues so deep. Each hue a chapter I'm learning to keep. Now the brush moves, guided by my breath. A symphony born from the ashes of death. Creativity's not pretty, It's dirt and bone. But in the mess, I find my own throne. Ashes into art, I'm rewriting my name. With every stroke, I'm shaking off shame. Ashes into art, a fire Reborn. From the ruins, a masterpiece sworn.