Likely Moment Of Nature Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Memories never being forgotten, living on in people's
minds until their deaths one day in the future, begging
to be let go.

Wanting to be free for an eternity, lapsing at times
just to find a way to catch hold of liberty in rhythms
as they stretch and flow like lava of a volcano.

In an evenings twilight filled with shadows along edges
of the top, belonging always in volumes that continue
to traipse on top of what used to be a red hot liquid.

Now it has cooled off and hardened into volcanic rock,
unable to flow downhill any more, a likely moment of
nature now happening.