I'm pretty cool, I float in the largest pool, My tip often means, What's hidden is bigger than it seems

I walk, a king, yet claim no throne, A beast of legend, flesh and bone. My breath spells doom, though flames lack spark, A silent hunter in lands so stark.

I dance in the sky, a shimmering curtain. My colors, a spectrum beyond an earthly hue. I am a fleeting spectacle, a breathtaking sight, a celestial burden birthed from the Sun’s light.

Where heron gulls fly and young fish come and thrive, I’m a bountiful place, offering safe haven. Here dune grass grows, and the tidal channels snake, a river meeting the oceans wake.

For better for for worse, I’m very hot, my water is almost to the boiling point. I erupt from time to time, releasing all my pent-up pressure, but when I do, I’m quite the site to behold, a paragon of geothermal power!