Tuesday, July 21, 2009

THE GOD OF VOLCANOES




The moment you first step into my town,
The volcano exploded.

It suddenly spewed out
hot, flaming lava -
your hands had crashed it.

The thick smoke came out
of its mouth
when you spoke soft soothing sentences.

The giant embers that flashes out
of the crater sparkling like fireworks
celebrate your coming to my land.

The explosion caused too much trembling
Like you were shaking the volcano;
But I can’t let you stop.

Let’s wait for them to die down
Like we’ve waited for a lifetime
to find each other.

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