Survive My Elements
Birthed from Water, infected by Air, sculpted from Fire, embraced by Earth once more ....
To drown thy voice through inflaming the grounds we hold,
Before given thy blood,breath,and warmth, i will quake thy name
through the smallest drop rippled, waving winds upon embers to carry mine ashes. Foggy once more till the sun sheds old to a new skin upon I, as touch is formlessly conformed to sight, forcing awareness of eternal shadows placed by I, am placed eternally. Bewares of these elements, forever given perception of conscious time, this weathered mind of mine, my creator is created by the being, till memories no more, timeless elements behold.
Copyright © Busy Blake | Year Posted 2016
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