Tundra

When the unspeakable is spoken
Forced out into the cold
Frozen at birth
The only way is to climb the earthen stairs
To where the air is thin and the light is harsh
Where a cloud can condense
Into a shining black jewel

The clarity of fresh snow
And blasted landscape
Leave space for the mind to fill

Delicate ice rings an awful fissure
Whisperings of sulphur
And molten secrets are offered freely
Hints of timelеss work smolder far below
Transforming, shuffling
Shuffling, transforming