Volcano The soft hiss gave way to a thunderous roar. I stood mesmerised as an intricate mixture of black, red, orange and yellow erupted from the mountain. Immersed in the raw beauty of the eruption before me, I soon realised that the white hot ash and lava was headed towards me. For a moment I contemplated dashing to my car and making a quick hollywood-style getaway. Instead I took a deep breath and reached out for my morning cup of coffee. My life was no longer in danger. Once more my coffee art had saved my life.