Point of Eruption - A Poetic Response

The piece above was reproduced on wood and gifted to another incredibly talented artist and spiritualist — Maddie Magdelene. Thankfully, she felt moved enough by the piece to honor it with; in my opinion, an even more beautiful piece in response.  Give it a read... Unedited below with permission of the author.

Point of Eruption
We were never meant to be gentle.
Not with this kind of gravity.
You, earth-bound and patient,
a slow-burning mountain
with silence in your bones
and centuries in your stare.
Me, the pressure beneath you,
molten thought, restless pulse,
the whisper before the fracture.
They would call it wrong
the way I found your fault lines
without asking permission
the way you stood still
while I learned how to break you open
without ever touching you.
This is how it began
not with a spark
but with a tremor
a shift so subtle
no one else felt it
but everything inside us moved.
You tried to hold your ground
you always do
rooted, loyal, immovable
but even mountains remember
what it means
to erupt.
I felt it in your restraint
in the way your voice
never said my name
but carried it anyway
in the distance you built
like a prayer
you hoped I would not answer.
But I am not distance.
I am consequence.
I am the heat
that turns patience into hunger
the pressure that makes devotion dangerous.
And you
you are not as still as you pretend.
I see it
in the cracks forming beneath your discipline
in the quiet chaos behind your control.
You want me
in a way that rewrites your order.
And I want you
like fire wants earth
not to destroy
but to transform.
Still
we orbit the edge
of something that could undo us
because loving me
means losing the version of you
that was never meant to feel this deeply
and touching you
means admitting
I was never meant to stay contained.
So we stand here
at the point of eruption
not innocent
not safe
but inevitable
and if the ground splits
if everything we built
collapses into truth
just know
it was never destruction
it was revelation.

Writen by: Maddie Magdelene