Volcano

I stand alone at the peak of a forest. Birds sour, winds blow, beasts pass, but no one bothers me. As you see me now, I am no threat, dorment, you say I am. I watch you all, day and night, I see you. I see you, see me, I am only an arid mountain, you say I am. Alas, one day an explorer comes, Instead of him to search for the last Ornithopod, Or to sit and listen for the rare leaf warblers, He will come and badger me with jabber while he works his way to my crater, I see you, see me, As you see me now, I am no threat, dorment, you say I am. Did you not see me alone and happy? I warn you to retreat and leave me be, Still, you hasten as you ignore my earnest plea. I send rocks, I send dust, to divert your path, Yet, my action interests you, you’re approaching fast, You intend to enter, and I disapprove of your motives, Explorer retreat! I am not what you say I am! I am a conical being, introverted, Each step you take towards the top, The closer the kettle simmers to boiling point, I warned you to stay back, now watch me erupt, Your bones mould into rock fragments, Whilst the last of your cries are absorbed in my lava, The ash of your flesh, fused with my laughter. Then I’ll return to my former stance, As you see me now, I am no threat, “dorment”, you say I am.