I whisper into The ears of precious children, “I’ll bring you the breeze”

The ground stands steady A resting place for all Through thick and thin It will answer your call

The trees wave And use roots to pave New paths and books So we can take new looks

The brown soil Where worms coil Is where all stands And creates different lands

The ground unites all so grand And helps them work together hand by hand These are the elements that create earth today And all keep each other at bay

The one element we all need is fire Fire in your heart to feel alive Not a tiny spark, but roaring flames Something your absolutely passionate about

What gives you energy? What gets you out of bed in the morning? The thing that makes your heart beat faster And gives you energy to keep going

If the flames are getting smaller And the light is not as bright anymore Give yourself some space, some fresh air And find the fuel to throw on the fire

Remember why you started long ago Remind yourself of what caused you to do this It’ll make the fire grow and light you up Keep it burning, spread it like a wild fire

Fire fire fire, it can be a disaster. It can burn down homes and clear out our bush lands. Was it really the fire that is dangerous though or the person using it? In the olden days, fire was a survival skill, if you had it you were pretty lucky. Burn off’s are used to get rid of unwanted things, if done right it is controllable. Candles need to be lit, some burn powerful and high but if you’re careful it isn’t dangerous. We didn’t start the fire.

Air air air, oh what would we do without air, there would be no breathing or trees so what good would that be? Without air we would have no knowledge, our minds are a very powerful things. They hold our memories, thoughts and comprehensions. They represent clarity friendship and new beginnings.

Wind, wind windy. Why oh why, have they told us that the wind is bad? Because apparently it spread the fires but the litter bugs started them. Maybe they did this so we would forget that our past loved ones can hug us through the power of the winds.

Earth earth, nice and earthy. Maybe an earthquake to make them shiver will make them realise they trashed our land. They stole because they were jealous and had greed, so greedily and disgusting just like venom and envy as green. But what they forgot is what is broken can be fixed, they forgot we don’t need to be perfect, they forgot that everyone is unique in their own ways and they forgot about the power of love.

But jokes on those mokes, they need to learn their lessons. Some will disappear into the potters grounds.

Anonymously anonymous.

In the wind We scatter Like ashes Lose altogether

In the wind We fly Like birds Far and wide

In the wind We find How weak we are How blind

In the wind We dissolve Slowly, like stone In water

In the wind We are cold To the bones, as if Our souls were sold

In the wind We cry For our eyes Become dry

In the wind We are free Like the leaves Of a tree

In the wind We wait For a shelter ‘Till we find…

…That there‘s nowhere to run.

Leave and branches made you come, With the sun shining you showing off. The way you act like a two face person, Help us with what we need, Take away what need. You are a element of the nature, You have your duty to perform. We want to stay close to you, We want to stay away from you. You and us treat each other well, But there will be a angry moment.

When the Phoenix flames Shine upon the rocks Of Gibraltar, shaking Their very roots to the Core, you will find my Eyes ablaze, carrying Full purpose.

The day is coming; A spark shall light red Razor-feathers and Cast beams bright Enough to blot the Sun’s Rays themselves.

And when meager times Arrive, I will not wither. I will be the candle which Never fades, my resolve The endless Wick, the fuel against Obscurity. Others will come Begging for faith; They will see my eyes Full of righteous fury, Bring about strength Renewed, and believe Once again.

Wind that whips my hair around Fire that consumes the very ground

Earth that will move and shift and grow Water with its endless bountiful flow

How barren the earth would be Without the elements to last for eternity

Would man have survived If not for the great elements who thrived

They provide and destroy Though to them, we mortals are a mere toy

Perhaps more like the elements we should be But we’ll never compare to the likes of thee

If a man were to cradle me, His embrace, a fleeting gust, Like leaves rustling in the night, his touch, Would surely turn to dust.

If a man were to run his hands, Through my hair till break of day The night would blur, the sunrise would, Be dull and dimmed by gray.

If a man were to ignite me, With hands aflame, passion's blaze, The fire would only scorch my heart, Leaving naught but charred remains.

If a man were to shower me, With affection, like relentless rain, I could only pray for a drought, yearning, For the rain to evaporate.

If a man were to pour his love, A river overflowing, I could only hope that wherever you are, Is where the river’s going.

Of all the rivers wild and free, Of all the fires that burn, There’s no one else but you, my love, Whom I could ever love and return

My life is a burning mess, I'm consumed in a whirlwind of heat, The pain inside me lingers like a flame that won't extinguish, The trauma from when I was assaulted and harassed, It's like a fire that's slowly creeping up, Consuming everything in its path, I'm burning up inside with the rage and pain that remains from those dark times, I'm like a fire that needs to be put out. -Ash