Ring of Fire

The calamities are self absorbed, the mega boulders crush houses as if an alien big as a lake slams his sledge hammer down with one almighty hit, then watches the boulder float like balls in a pool at a children's party, on top of the debris flow. And the ring of fire is now awakened like a kundalini force, a grouchy lion slanty eyed and disrupted from a nap, the flashy ring admits it's own resurrection as the quakes rattle even the tiniest of south sea isles. before they turn back into their own meaning, and never look back.