there are times you call out when quakes rack the depths of your hearts ..
when it spews out a a lava - of long fossilized thoughts..
hear the howls, the screams, the rumbles and the angry remonstrations ..
but listen to the silence, the cry not cried, the words not said,
for they might reveal something ..
the anger, the fears, the anguish, the explosive melancholy that spew the lava ..
