Philosophical

Scalding heat 
Devoid of light 
Noxious chemicals 
But devoid of life, 
No! 
 
The black smoke carries nutrients, 
The heat, fighting the numbing cold of the depth 
An ecosystem abounds in this dark oasis, 
 
My moods are dark, brooding, 
Dragging me down to the depths, 
But like the extremophiles 
That surf the hot volcanic ambrosia, 
This dark introspection fuels me 
Carrying my mood higher 
As I make another attempt to help, 
If only for a little while, 
Then the cycle renews, 
As I take another dip into 
The Black Smoker