It’s funny, because this poem sat abandoned in my drafts for years, and I finally realized last night how to revise it and say what I was trying to say with this closing stanza. I knew I wanted to mention under water volcanoes, but I could never seem to bring it out right. Then, suddenly, I found it and felt I had hit the note I wanted. It was a tightrope walk for me, and I still feel like people could try and take it wrong, but as a writer, I put a lot of trust in the honesty of the reader to connect with my intention.