Island Art — South Winds Poem

South winds
The smell of lava burning trees
In the forest behind my house
Helicopter circles overhead
I will wait for the radio update
Sip my tea and stay calm
Mother Nature is at work
I am living dangerously
Clinging to an active volcano
A reminder that everything
Is temporary
Including this land
This body
This existence
Best not to resist
Change along with the wind

Tiffany Edwards Hunt

Aug. 31, 2014

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