The mines we’ve built -
Run deep into the darker,
Untouched earth and soil,
That has long covered,
Hidden matter,
Rarer beauties -
Pulled frantically,
From this volcanic core,
A Fiery heated heart,
Much like yours.
It is in this fire,
I have found warmth,
Unfelt by anyone,
Purer flames,
Rarer than -
Any mineral or ore,
Uncovered.
Kevin Brown © 03.09.2016