In a space of fury,
Hurt and fear
Her ground of being shocked
And shaken,
Mother, with young one
Astride her waist,
Stands sculpted in the middle
Of unrelenting space and nature
Heads snap back
In rage,
As volcanic terror
And panic
Are the ash and lava
That pours screaming from their pit
The double explosion
Singes settled birds
Who erupt,
Startled feather fanned against
The searing, blasted wind
November,2006
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