She is the lifegiver, a product of her being
Everlasting within herself
Her gift is eternal
Her storm deafening
A great fire blooms upon this blistered earth,
blackening the soil
To sew seeds for life is to harvest death
Nature consumes herself
Winds sweep flames across the earth
She lays to rest that which she once birthed
Her children, victims of her wrath
Graveless, their remnants extinguished
A great fire blooms upon this blistered earth,
blackening the soil
To sew seeds for life is to harvest death
Ashes dispersed by her breath...
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