Crater Lake, Born from Ashes

Born from the bitterness of death,

A once tall majestic mountain

Cut down in one swift breath.

In volcanic ecstasy, a toxic fountain

Of ash climbed high into the sky above,

And dragged the mountain down;

Down into the Earth the mountain dove,

And left only a crater with a ragged crown.

It was just so empty for so long,

Echoed in the sadness, desolation,

It just seems so very wrong

When ash flows left it in isolation,

But now, the healing balm of seven

Millennia has made it shine once more.

Filled with crystal water to reflect heaven,

Life returned to its once vacant shore.