Windswept, cloudhung, raindrenched, forestclad.
Born of volcanic passions eons past,
ardent memories simmer still
within her soaring mountains.
Knife-edge ridges softened by greenery,
brushed by mists, cleft by torrents
tumbling over boulders
down down down
to the sea.
A boiling lake. An emerald pool.
A sulfurous valley of blasting vents
and shifting, scalded ground.
Waterfalls hung with dripping ferns.
Valleys perfumed by fields of white ginger.
Deep nights alive with the cacophony
of rain and frogsong.
A dramatic, gentle Eden:
Nature in voluptuous response
to the lavish gift