Forged from the elements
The grossest element earth
shapes mind body form,
which remains inert until,
magnetism conjures a storm.
The air we breathe,
a gift from God,
causes nodes to stir,
leaving childlike heart awed.
Fire heats, water cools,
generating a toroidal force,
which once divine aligned,
connects soul to source.
God is the magician,
who entwines elements four,
that joyful heart begs
love for an encore.
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