Element Earth

Pulses of earth caressing my heart I feel each grain as if hourglass sand. Rhythm of life ticking from birth to depart Cultures softly tinged by the soul of the land. I hear the call of a presence borne of the past Echoes of bounty rebound in this world. Harmonies vibrate, of land ample and vast Then a warning of future madness unfurled. I see creation and nurture as they mingle in soil Seasons reflect within earth’s precise hue. Figures of mountains implying peace and turmoil Mysteries are hinted amidst historic old clues. Lingering scents drift of insatiable dreams Tastes of the landscape, enrich and contrast. Cycles and motion of existence and schemes Undeniable connections, to earth are steadfast. Cleansed and absorbing I open my eyes Dirt still caresses and quivers my skin. Few understand, of land and mans’ ties Of middles and ends, yet a scene to begin.