Beneath the endless ocean's blue,
Where tectonic plates slip in view,
The sea floor splits, a hidden scar,
A crack that births a fiery star
Molten rivers pulse and flow,
From Earth’s mantle, deep below
In the Ring of Fire’s fierce embrace,
New land grows from the ocean’s face
She breathes in smoke, she breathes out steam,
A living god within the dream
The scent of sulfur sharp and deep,
Promises the life we keep
Like Pele's dance on Kīlauea's floor
She builds the land, then asks for more
Her anger is the rain of fire
Her passion builds the world entire
Campfires flicker on rocky shores,
Dreamers watch the endless roars
Silent tremors shake the ground
Echoes of a world unbound
Pressure builds where no eye sees,
A mother's breath beneath the seas
A restless heart begins to quake,
A new creation’s about to wake
Steam hisses sharp through ocean spray,
Lava bursts in glowing spray
Ash clouds rise like feathers torn,
Smoke and fire announce reborn
Mother Earth's erupting imagination
Burning bright through every nation
From splitting seas and molten fire,
Rises dreams that never tire
Ash will lay the fertile ground,
Where new seeds of life are found
From destruction, paradise,
Built from her wild, primal cries
Lava spills in rivers red,
Drawing islands with fiery thread
Ocean hisses, steam takes flight,
Black rock hardens in the night
Fires rage, but life will grow,
Green will creep where flames once glowed
Cycles turn, the old decays,
From red-hot ash, new futures blaze
In every crack and molten stream,
A metaphor for the creative dream
Breaking old molds, shifting shapes,
Building worlds from broken plates
Fierce and wild, the muse ignites,
Blazing trails in darkest nights
Danger and beauty intertwined,
The fiery forge of humankind
If I could be anything, let me be the spin,
The living heart where all life begins
A conscious globe, alive and vast,
Where every moment is built to last
My thoughts are mountains, my dreams the sea,
A breathing ball of creativity
Spinning through time, a billion years,
Wiping away the dust of fears
Old land slides beneath the sea,
Buried deep where none can see
Crust dives down to lava’s hearth,
Swallowed by the Earth’s warm heart
Pressure builds where darkness stirs,
Rock melts slow in hidden furrows
From this ancient, molten flow,
New fire waits to rise and grow
Earth reshapes with every flare,
Destruction’s hand is always there
Yet from this chaos, order grows,
The cycle of the earth bestows.
Ash and flame, birth and death,
The pulse of life in every breath
Mother Earth’s imagination roars,
Carving out forevermore
Mother Earth's erupting imagination,
Shaping futures in creation
From fire’s heart and ocean’s dance,
A new world rises, seized by chance
Running not from ash or flame,
But toward the spark that calls our name
In every quake and lava stream,
We find the truth behind the dream
Look to the horizon wide,
Where black rock meets the tide.
As land is reborn, dreams are remade
Forever being replayed
DrummerDave26
