Warmth of the Sun

Into the maw down
Scrabbling in molten dark
Trying to find purchase
The drip drip drip of black
Slaughter so old
bones clattering
Their dust caked upon the walls
They are there only
Faceless grinning skulls
Placed there with purpose
With care and horror
Aberrations from the past
Lining the chambers
Of this Charnel Heart
Long decay
Echoes of pain

And that is all they are…
A distant reply long ago
The fury of lava long crusted
hardened and brittle

The passage twists around
Not so dark now
Feet seeing the path
Emerald climbs climbs climbs the light
Growth so wild
gushing through
surging forth and bright
Twisted heaps left behind
There to stay not forgotten
Left in that place with purpose
Dripping now bursting and swirling
Beauty of the present
A strengthening return
Of this Courageous Heart
Revived beat
In the warmth of the sun