The heartbeat of magma, pulsing within the earth, rises with its seemingly immortal heat spurting out of erupting volcanoes to reach the surface. Dwelling in chambers, this complex mixture of molten rock migrates carrying crystals and secrets of the underworld. Yearning to be transformed on the tongues of us mortals into lava, it flows. Lava flows on earths surface as smoothly as the word flows off of the tongue and through the lips.
– Metamorphosis is all it craves, even if it only achieves so through words.