Once, a wolf living in a beautiful Seemingly calm forest was surprised By a strong, unseasonable storm At first, everything went well As a simple storm wouldn't cause Any problems for such a strong and lively creature As the weeks passed, the severe storm continued And the wolf began to face problems Game was scarce, the biting cold was intense That it could reach the very core And to make matters worse Signs of snow were already beginning to appear There was no explanation for such a phenomenon And there was no point in searching for it At the moment, as it would be pointless One day, he found a cave, warm and comfortable Inside, he discovered something fascinating An old bird lying in a nest and beginning to burn When he got closer, he found a ball With a singular glow, so beautiful That the wolf stared at it for hours That kind of egg warmed the interior of the cave With its fiery glow Months passed, the wolf lay beside the egg That warmed his soul, until one day The glow began to intensify and the egg burst into flames With a light so bright it was impossible to look From within emerged a beautiful bird, the Phoenix It looked at the Wolf with admiration and gratitude For the months of vigil and flew out of the cave He ran after it, and upon reaching the cave entrance He saw the Phoenix disappearing into the horizon Toward the sunset Only then did the wolf realize that the storm had passed And that the forest was renewed Then the Wolf felt a warmth in his chest Like the flames of the Phoenix, and realized That he too was renewed, as if a new Wolf Had just emerged into Life