Elements
She is fire
Raging red and hot through all that surrounds her.
She entices you, drawing you in,
Like a moth to her flame,
Just to singe your wings.
She does not discriminate,
Nobody is safe from her unyielding heat.
She promises warmth and light as the sun,
Shining while the world turns her way,
But leaves you blistered and scared by her burns.
As she departs,
She leaves behind no life,
Only smoking remains of once brightly spirited optimism,
Trampled by the ash-covered footprints of her insatiable rampage.
She is air
Crisp and clean and tasting of the seasons.
She dances and twirls with the leaves across the autumn ground.
She bites and nips with gusts of icy wind in winter's bitter cold.
She tickles newborn spring grass and smells of April rain.
She breezes through summer's trees and refreshes your soul.
Elusive and invisible, she is what the body craves the most.
She may howl and whip through the storms she must weather,
Screeching and terrifying you in the wake of her tornado,
But after is passes, and she calms,
The stillness of her breath
Is her silent apology.
She is water
Serene and tranquil on the surface
But treacherous beneath.
Her secrets are ocean deep,
But her selfhood is a puddle,
Shallow and deceitful.
She lacks loyalty,
Living life as ever-changing as a river.
If she could, she'd drown herself in the nectar of the damned.
You may try to love her,
But she'll run like a stream.
You may try to hold her,
But she'll slip through your fingers.
And when she erodes you until you can no longer save her,
She'll blame the coldness of your heart
As the reason she's hardened as ice.
She is earth
Wiser than any living creature,
And more beautiful.
She is the mother of existence,
Giving you the knowledge of time.
She's more majestic than her mountains,
More honest than her deserts,
And more pure than her forests.
She defines home,
Providing shelter, open arms and impartial ears
For all who take a moment to use them.
But you disrespect and mistreat her.
She offers you the truest of riches
And you repay her with pollution.
Her frustration is bottled and swells until she can no longer contain it.
She shakes with fury
And quakes her terrain until it splits,
Overflows her volcanoes,
And slides rocks down her hills and glaciers.
But when she sees the sorrow in your eyes, she stops.
She understands you are flawed
And never meant her any harm.
She nestles you into a peaceful place
And feeds your weary body fruit from her flesh
And love from her core.
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