Of the core elements, we are made , one needing the other, and so not o fade.
From the pillars of earth, to air's lofty height, from calming waters to fires raging might.
Of earth, and flesh and, substance and stone, of structures and pillars of earth bone. The touch, the tangible feel of flesh, the fertile soil of earths caress.
Of air we fly on lofty sound, we soar the summit of idea cloud. We move and float adrift and a free Unattached we view, and so we see.
Of fire and flame and burning bright, inspiration and burn out in great might. The strength and passion a force to behold. The transformation to be told.
Of water the fluid feelings do grow, the depths of emotion, the ebb and flow. The trickle the torrent that moves freely, the shaping and moulding of sensitivity
Of the core elements we are made, one needing the other, so not to fade.
From the pillars of the earth, to airs lofty height, from calming waters, to raging fire might.