Feathery bursts of ashes rumble, without verbal sound
Swallows switch to stitch each sunset
Disappearing into each electrical grey nimbus cloud
But one day soon the mountain will expound and be moving
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Without verbal sound during sunrise and sunset mother Earth greets us. Her unstoppable energy motivates us with due care and love and we achieve greater aspects of life. An excellent poem is beautifully penned.10