Volcano in the Night

When fire falls from the sky
And blackness rolls over the hills
A shadow cast long and deep
Cast by a plume that ominous looms
Has blocked the moon from the night
The silver is gone, the black reigns
And red arises
The blood of the Earth
Heat, scorching heat of life, of rage
Molten stone that shapes the land
Red of blood, of heart's desire
Orange of warmth
White hot purity blazing
Black of endings which begin
Sharp the stone til worn by time
Dark desolation awaiting
Awaiting the return of the lichens
Proud and stark the stone against the sky.