The Elements

The Elements

Dark aromatic earth
Yields and tumbles to the plow
Winds seize, pine trees shudder
Overpowered they must bow
White hot bolts strike the forest
Lightning thrusts ignite the blaze
And gentle streams run into torrents
Droplets join to spill cascades
Elements heed not the chaos that they wreak
Innocent is desire; let your Nature speak

-c.d. keimling

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