This is a broken land.
Cracks and crevices, some unseen, lead down
deep into the sand and ash
that make up our vision of Earth.
This is our rift valley -- like Africa's open wound
but ours is almost hidden from view.
Time and the desert are relentless.
But if you look -- and you see -- there are clues
.
Apache Tears lie in the sand like glass eyes.
Pompeii and Herculaneum were caught by surprise
but no one felt the same heat here...so long ago.
No one heard the roar or saw the rush of fire and ash.
The sleeping caldera is a playground now
but once it filled the sky with hell fire.
The heat still warms the hot springs where
we try to relax....newcomers playing with fire.
From Writer's Cramp @ Wordpress
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