The phoenix hope,The only constant, the only truth, the only certainty is change. Sometimes change whispers and slowly moves around you, other times change shouts and runs over you. Regardless, we either stand stiff like an oak and break under a gale storm of change; or we bend like a willow and survive the tempest and turmoil. Amidst the fire raging around or inside of us, the phoenix can arise anew from the ashes.
can wing her way through the desert skies,
and still defying fortune's spite;
revive from ashes and rise.
-Miguel de Cervantes
“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring