"Transformation demands a reckoning, where beauty and ruin entwine like flames that consume all yet reveal the essence of what once was."
Amidst the blaze a house stands torn
It shimmers bright yet feels forlorn
With embers dancing in a muted hue
The past is lost but still feels true
Charred remnants whisper tales untold
In shadows deep where warmth turned cold
The fire's hunger sweeps away the night
And leaves behind the sorrow of its light.
