building up of stuff.
Stuff that’s warped and ground and rough.
Bits and pieces piling
in uneven gallantry.
Mountains forming valleys as parts of She.
rips with violent quakes.
Foretelling of eruptions coming day.
A living, growing orb.
Spewing pressures liquid rock.
Building high ranges, a guard against winds plot
As rocks form,
windward weather rages.
Jaded earth is watered, flourishes in stages.
Climb the crags,
find passes high.
Leading on to landwards slops brittle, bare and dry
Wonder past the grass lands
Hear the whispered love songs riding on Her breeze.
Landscapes ever changing,
built by a liquid core.
Created for exploring while she lays one layer more.
©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef