Its like running water,
you cant control it
you are powerless
it is the source, the steam of evil.
just as fire burns
a path of havoc it forms
killing all in its way
returning them to their original state of ashes.
air just as we breath,
we are suffocated by it,
the world we don't see,
but power it holds,
the awe in its presence,
the reverence we show.
earth, mother natures main element,
in her bosom she holds us all,
a safe barrier of defense,
she protects us from life itself.
the elements that make us, that break us,
only so many times can we fall,
even fewer to get back up
we are held by them ruling our lives.
they are everything
hate and love, good and evil,
we are all an element,
just as we all have blood.
you choose your path,
your life to follow to flow with the river,
burn in the fire, or to control its power,
we are all born to live, to have faith and to love.
not always is it as clear,
everything cant be defined
but everything has a source,
just not always in view,
we must look beyond what we see,
to understand what we don't.
