Rise

Bed of ashes

Sky of grey.

Fire rules over

the living.

Nowhere to

hide and

no place

to run.

With each cloud

of darkness

that forms 

overhead

the small

flicker of hope

dissolves

into thin air.

But a tiny spark

remains.

And all it takes to

turn that into a

blazing fire is

pause.

In a split second

hope returns.

Clouds stand still 

then flee,

blue peaking out

from an otherwise

dark sky.

It's an agitated rabbit

small and anxious

but this is

the time

the moment

the only

one it will get,

The blue

pushes free.

Ash is picked up

by the wind

sent spiraling into

unknown.

Fires die down

singed grass grows

sun emerges

with the blue.

And as the final

spark is put out

I get up

from my place

on the ground.

With the trees 

and the flowers

and the grass

and the sun

I rise.

Like a bird

first taking flight

I rise.

Author's Note

This was actually inspired but The Dark Night Rises - really good movie by the way. I don't want to spoil anything for you but if you have seen it you probably know which part really sparked my imagination. This isn't a scene exactly, it's my own little concoction but yeah. :) Hope you like it and, as always, I love, love, love reviews!!!