Blogging A to Z Challenge: I

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Islands
The dance of hearts is a volcano.It erupts in its own time.Lava is a music that spillsinto the ocean untilthere are new islandsthat rise purpleat sunset and disappearin the darkness of a maroon sea.
Fire gave them substance.Now the rocks have been takenby moss, the seabirds have cometo roost, their multisyllabic songechoing over cliffs.Waves foam, their dark mouthsleave salt in scallop shellson the beach.
In the yellow eye of morningyou sail backto the island of your making.You taste the wild berriesstrewn upon the southern slope.You lie on the moss,inhabiting it like a bird.You hearthe music of surfthe music of flightthe music of hearts rememberinghow to sing.