FIRE TO ASH

Giant waves of fire reduce the many mansions to ash

whilst homeowners, scurry like ants, dragging scant belongings between

towers of roaring flame;

the have nots are already salvaging 

anything retrievable, for a price,

leveling the inequities of privilege.

The swimming pools evaporate,

getaway vehicles pile up abandoned

with apocalyptical skeletons of trees

gaunt amongst the smoking rubble of mammon.

Is it a judgment or an everyday fact? - that the elements can strike,

follow seasons, patterns and cycles

erupting whenever earth plates and magnetic fields shift,

and environments are disturbed,

or solar storms and asteroids collide.

.

All things - material and im -

 evolve, revolve, rise up and fall;

emerge, submerge;

we individually appear, abide for a twinkle and disappear. 

Collectively as a species, on a planet,  

in a galaxy, a dimension - some of context:

 an inside and outer-sphere

with a perspective and for a duration

intrinsic and ex,

we are finite part and parcel of Entirety…

What’re you going to DO about it,

creature-sort-of-sapiens,

complain, resist?

 - or gird your loins: just breathe, be!