Volcanic home 

The road is beckoning gently almost unnoticed pulling her 

To the land ahead and she is drawn 

Like on a silken thread unseen but feels the gentle tug 

Her nod to say the road will be followed 

Travelled to its end be that what it will 

The core calls centre of it to her wildness 

Welcoming, and yet commanding respect 

As though it awaits her bowed head in reverence 

And it has time for it has been waiting since forever 

She has finite time to think 

As the cord draws her into it deliberately 

It awaits awe and reverence so commands her 

Bow your head and show me mortal that you see only 

My majestic melting pot 

Remember I can see more of past and future than you can 

Imagine, imagine imagine 

Show your own thoughts dance to your music 

Light the autumn fire in your soul 

As I display for you my never ending world 

If you let me 
Ailsa

©AilsaCawleyPoetry2016

Photo ©AilsaCawleyPoetry2016

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