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Enchanted lake where a ripple seldom disturbs the mirror surface
Pits deep enough to imprison fire-breathing dragons,
and shadows that seem darker and deeper than an endless abyss
Undisturbed until cleft open and cataclysmic eruption occurs
then volcanic fissure after fissure spews out it's larva
and thundering storm rips through the pregnant sky
My landscape of moods is inexplicably changed
Standing with nostrils straining wide, swallowing the wind
as the dying light of day casts shadows on the altered scene
In change, behold I am made new...
Open wide the eyes of the mind.