Volcano with a lid, eruption near,

the air is ominous, the bones broken
which are strewn all around, strewn due to fear
of the volcano with its heart broken:
There were rumors and legends of the Fall, 
of when the gods and the planets were one
until the volcano undid it all;
the volcano spoke, and Time had begun:
The lava's magnanimous magma marked
its trace as the fertile valley rose up
from the ashes of Time, ashes unmarked
by the stigmata a timeline throws up:
The wise men covered up the dark chamber,
unaware of the stigma their aim bore.
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