The transition

A leaf breaks off

And lives a life unbound – now

it’s gained a pretty color …

Embarrassed with its freedom – though,

And falls into a coveted coverlet

Dancing down the sky

Winding round the air

Landing on the massive ground without a …

Rivers of red – hot ruby lava

Making a cup – for a new kava

Drunken and winding

Arms of violence

Cover an ancient landscape

Lost in a moment — carries its leaf – burnt

Into the ocean – briny lazy wake

And then it’s all over – steamy

The volcanic quake.

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