The Second Law of Destruction
Chaos triggers creation: the seed cracks, releases;
from ash, green shoots rise to fuel future fires.
The heart knows this truth. No firebird is reborn,
only the green transforms from flame-kissed
rupture to forest floor. The trees know not
of consolation while branches crack & blacken
yet this is nature's way of settling the score.
inspired by tala's post "a sea of fire / a field of flowers (serotiny)"