You can't stop the fire below,
it yearns and burns and wants to grow.
Insatiable desire that we all know,
but keep to ourselves for fear.
The churning starts deep within,
a heat that grows like unnatural sin.
It can't be denied for it has no kin,
in the lexicon of urges with no peer.
It works its way to the top,
it has to grow and cannot stop.
When it bursts forth with force and might,
some view it with glee and others with fright.
For there is no stopping its mighty flow.
The fire above like the fire below.
Burns everything it touches in its path,
nothing can escape its fiery wrath.
So if you wish to play with fire,
beware the lava of your desire.
Channel it for a good to replenish the earth,
and give destruction a very wide berth.
The eruption of Eyjafjallajokull