Four Elements

Good earth to bring forth flax and grain Cover to protect from the sun's rays To fill my larder, to keep out the rain A place for me at the end of my days A breeze to cool and caress my brow To stir the moisture, collect the cloud The nature of this only He knows how I give glory and praise to Him aloud The gift of fire, a blessing and curse To cook our food, keep out the cold Sometimes disrespect hurts our earth misusing gas, coal and liquid gold Water, the staff of life, cool pleasure A plaything, a necessity most needed The central core of every endeavor Common now, it’s case is not pleaded Some things God gives with no regret Some come of faith, hard work and sweat © Aug 12 2010 Charles Henderson