Not Found in the Fire

Here I am again
in pursuit of carefree
carefully disguised
as a bump on a log
a wildly dangerous
dormant volcano awaiting
a shift in tectonic plates
to unleash something
more than an occasional
puff of smoke

yet the flowers growing
on once molten slopes
attract butterflies and birds
and yield a satisfying
serenity not found in the fire
though it may smoulder
in the belly of any beast
yang follows yin
to everything
there is a season

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