No, not soft, molten.
Bubbling up, from the bottom
Of the deepest sea.

Birthed from two mothers
The sea and the land
Unfolding so steadily

Still Maleable
Held with hot wet pressure in
Steamy open sea

Building and growing
Until slowly firmly piercing
Grasping surface

The land that issued
Forth from molten earth and sea
Lovely and fertile

Verdant and tender
Paradiso Consensua
It came to be known

A place where all life
Can feel welcome and be known
Peace and love for all