Elemental Magic
High upon Barton Creek sits a sacred spot
where water falls and love presides.
Hawks glide over rocky ridges and hiddren trails
lead to rocky ledges.
Across the creek a magical gateway lies;
I will go there one day or perhaps I've already arrived.
As I sit atop this rock touching elements combined;
air - earth - fire - water.
I feel the magic come alive as
tree touches rock, rock touches water, water surrounded by air,
sun shining down. Mother Earth breathes in her beauty.
I am there breathing in with her; Mother Earth is alive as I am alive.
And, now we live together in harmony once again, hopefully,
until the end of time.
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