Sitting in a mystic house unknown

I started on a bird

A burning fire in its breast

A tear of crimson in its eye

It stared at me with a look of peace

My heart felt no sadness

Then it vanished, consumed by flames

Never to grace the world again

There I stood in this house unknown

Watching the red flames burn

I cast my troubles into the fire

Destroying them all one by one

After they all had been burnt to ash

The crimson flames died down

My hopes and dreams reborn again

The phoenix flew to spread its joy