Orange
Deep within the earth’s core
A pool of magma dreams to soar
Beyond the darkness
Because although this pool is very bright ----
It is only their own light ---
And they want more
They crave more
Even though they have no idea what is in store
But they don’t care
They want to see the sun
And brighten the stars
Maybe even they could reach mars
And now the pool swings and sways in every which way
The pressure builds
But the rumbling stills
Until…
A wiser daring one led the way
And they explode out of the darkness
Into a flaming mist of lava
But then they were scared --
And they fell to the ground
Now with very little sound
There was no longer rumbling
But rather a slow flow
And he did not know, what was to come
They continued to roll
And as they strolled over the caskets of their entrapped past generations
Who had, had the same sensations --
Those same revelations
They slowed
A patch of green laid just beyond their grasp
And the wise daring one had another task
He crossed the line
And the rest followed
Even the scared ones swallowed their fear
And crossed the line
Crossed the line
Then on the other side of the earth a flame grew
The firefighters could not tame the shrew
That was burning violently
Even the uneducated farmer could see
The price he would have to pay
He would lose his crop
A waste of work
Mother Nature was being a jerk,
The firefighters retreated
The farmer tried a hose
But the smoke flew right up his nose
As the colorful, vivid flame
Burned the fruit of the exact same name and more
Everything the farmer had was gone But 3 things
His love
His life
And his passion
His love His life and his passion
His clothes were burned
He didn’t care about fashion
His house was gone
But he had his wife
His crop was lost
But he would start again
He could build a den
Start with some hens
And then…
The young lava crossed the line
To green
What a scene
Two colors clashed
With a blue backdrop
And they didn’t stop
The lava rolled on
The grass conceded and hid beneath the dirt
Using it as a flame resistant shirt
And the lava flame rolled on
But the fun was already gone
The suns light was different then their own
In fact it was to bright and… and what had the daring one shown them
Whatever it was it was the color blue
And the fuming lava was slightly soothed
The wise daring one peered over once again
And turned and said
“They are there”
They are there?
Who?
The ones who came before us
The ones we must join
The ones who like us wanted more
Wanted to soar
But now as they did we must realize
This is our demise
The scared ones cried
Why?
Because inside that volcano is where we belong
Anywhere else in this world we only do more wrong
But in this ocean we will light the night
It will not hurt
It will calm you down
We are a noun
A person, place, or thing
But we do not have wings
We cannot sour
But of course we always must ask for more
And we did
And although we saw the brightness
And although we had light
In our minds there will always be a fight
To see more
And we did
We saw all that we need to see
And after the wise daring one with a mind beyond his years jumped in
The rest followed suit and fell within the depths of the sea
And after a night they would be black
They would be rock
But they would never forget their original color, their first identity
But although their brightness ended that night
They made sure to make it beautifully bright
They gave the sea light
With all of their might
It was quite a site
Then back to the farmer beyond the sea and back on land
He had rebuilt the den
Now with three hens
He worked all day
That was his passion
He rested all night with his wife
That was his love
But most of all he lived his life
He had moved on from the strife
That was the violent flame
Which he could not tame with a hose
But he would tame it with his mind
And he went on…
One year later more violent flames came
Their anger was not lame
It could not be tamed
More magma rumbled
Jack and Jill stumbled
Robert Kekaula mumbled
And in another week it would all be the same
The cycle went on
And as always Mother Nature won