Air

With a Primal Breath at birth my Spirit is awakened

With the dawn my Spirit soars

With my Spirit in flight, my consciousness grows

My consciousness born on the Wind, becomes thought

With my breath, thoughts becomes words

My words formed by consciousness, are powered by Spirit

It is my Spirit that communicates

It is the Element of Air that connects my Spirit to your Spirit

It is in the connection of Spirits, that Magic grows

The Magic of Air within my Spirit, empowers my consciousness

The Magic of Air connects my Spirit to your Spirit

We are One.


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Rose  Avatar
May 25, 2018 at 3:58 PM
Beautiful expression both of the soul and the spirit, I have enjoyed your poem Jennifer, it is both ethereal and light of air.
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May 25, 2018 at 8:33 PM
Thank you. When I was studying the Element Air, I was instructed to explain my association with and understanding of Air. This is what I felt.
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