Aura of gushing steam shrouds you;
Boiling world rumbles and forces
Crust cracks and explosions to make
Danger. Danger!
Emissions echo and rise in plumes,
Fermenting the air.
Ground mutates:
Highs and lows;
I'm watching you being
Jumped on by bears.
Kamchatka.
Listen to your name:
Magnificent for magnificence.
Nomenclature notwithstanding, you are representative
Of a place unknown,
Peculiar with your perspiring pores of Earth's steam,
Quenched by the land with your
Rivulets.
Something about you
Tempts me.
Unusual?
Very.
Wild? Yes!
Xenial? No.
You are
Zendik, a magician.
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Comments (6)
Zendik? Is that a hidden reference to the American writer and activist or just a bit of fun? I liked it regardless.
Oooo, zendik! That's a new word for me! Your Abecedarian was so wonderful!
Transcendent transportation of us to a wondrous & foreign land.
Mountains, volcanoes, nature in abundance.
All upheaval and might.
Ah, it pulses with wildness and life and I love it 😁