Tender Ashes

Soft whispers ride the hollow rain I call my name; it answers back again Glass shadows tremble on the floor I'm not the child you left before Every crack becomes a light I borrow Every echo carries seeds of tomorrow From tender ashes, I begin to sing A voice like porcelain, learning to take wing You tried to keep me silent, but the silence grew Now the ashes breathe, and I breathe too The ruins hum with a quiet flame It does not curse, it does not blame It lifts me softly, fragile yet strong A child of sorrow finding song Ahhhhh… lift your eyes! Every fracture is a path I follow Every silence is heavy, yet hollow From tender ashes, I begin to sing A voice like porcelain, learning to take wing You tried to keep me silent, but the silence grew Now the ashes breathe, and I breathe too A single spark, a trembling hand Rising slowly, I will stand The quiet knows the shape I take The ember moves; it will not break From tender ashes, I begin to sing A voice like porcelain, learning to take wing You tried to keep me silent, but the silence grew Now the ashes breathe, and I breathe too