Volcano By R. Cary


By R. Cary

I have been waiting for this journey.

22 years in the making. Halfway up.

I am almost there. A rumbling. A growling,

A thunder rages beneath this terrain. Only upward.

I know the eruption will arrive. A volcano

Of ash waiting, not wanting to leave its ashes on this earth. 

Into my mind. Further I have now arrived.

In this journey is truth. In this mountain I will live.

Crushing its eternal molten seeking to destroy; implode,

Reaching the top, only one choice to give,

I show no fear as I leap into the burning glare,

A metaphor for our lives, to face what rests deep within

And willing to face the crevasses of our lives

With the dignity of blind belief no matter what our fears,

In every step, I will only seek that which requires purity of my faith



By R. Cary

Copyright 2022

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