Hair on the head changes color...
It was introduced to the sun...
And in a flash...
A new terrain was discovered...
All the sulphuric ash...
It destroyed and created...
The volcano is always erupting...
The ocean is always parting...
And the people...
Aye, they continue to idolize...
Forever in union with nature and her beauties...
They refuse to stem roots and expand...
Coiled only around one spine...
A cloud, from the peak, could not be spotted...
Increasing power in a moment...
Even the ant...
He too expands...
Not in size...
But in mind...
Exactly what is needed and required...
It is given and must be taken...
Going toward what one fears...
Akin to adding sand to the lot...
Abundant with rock crystals...
The shine can only reflect...
An unbound beauty limited to none...
Even a triple rainbow...
That too goes beyond the treasure of its source...
And when a body can no longer contain any food of sorts...
Others then must be nourished...
A collective beyond complete understanding...
The sea moss courted a milky, quartz stone...
Aye, they became a Julie Mango...
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