EARTH
Lying on my back;
Fingers in the mossy soil.
Eyes above; Life flows.
AIR
Eyes shut; breathing deep;
Drawing life with every breath.
Scents, sounds, trigger thought.
FIRE
Crackling, warm hearth.
Embers fluttering, flaring;
Caged, plotting escape.
WATER
Cool, Trick’ling, Glist’ning
Thirst; Quenching. Fire; Smothering.
Goddess Life flows on.
About the Creator
Christopher Lloyd
A lifetime in horticulture, of one sort or another - a life of lessons. And now a new identity; 'Retired'. Writing in the morning, bees and gardens in the afternoon and art in the evenings. That's the plan. When I can stick to it...
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