Immigrants always have the spirit of the phoenix within them. They arrive in a new land, leaving behind the familiar, and, like the legendary bird, they rise from the ashes of their former lives. Piece by piece, they rebuild, creating something entirely new from the fragments of what once was.
Yet, even as they carve out new paths, a part of them remains tethered to the past by an invisible string—a distant home, idealized in their memories. The language and culture of their new world may never feel completely natural, leaving them somewhere in between, never fully rooted but always striving. And the delicate balance between temporality and permanence can be hard to achieve.
Despite this, their contributions are immense. Like the phoenix’s fire, their efforts breathe life into their adopted homes, driving economies forward and enriching the cultural landscape. Though they may always long for the land they left, their resilience and determination allow them to rise, time and time again.