In the air, ashes dance and play
Whispers of embers in disarray
A symphony of sorrow, a silent prayer
As memories drift like smoke through the air

Each ash a story, a life untold
Of loves and losses, of dreams grown old
Swept up by the wind, they rise and fall
A haunting waltz, a melancholy call

Their fragile beauty, a bittersweet sight
A shimmering veil in the fading light
They whisper of endings, of time's cruel hand
Of moments passed, of a shifting of sand

But in these ashes, a spark remains
A glimmer of hope, a silent refrain
For from the ashes, new life will rise
A phoenix soaring into the skies

So let the ashes swirl and twirl
Let them dance and drift and unfurl
For in their dance, there lies a grace
A testament to life's endless embrace

And as they fade into the night
Let them remind us of the light
That even in the darkest despair
There is hope in the ashes in the air.