The elements (poem)

a poem about the elements.

Fire burns with a passion
and deals great destruction.
But it will clear away the old
and make room for the new.

Water flows with gutsco,
always pure and clean.
It will wither away the rocks
beneath the riverbed.

Wind blows blissfully,
through the meadows and trees.
Picking up dust
and carrying it far and wide.

Lightning strikes quickly.
A flash of light
and it's gone,
as quickly as it came.

Earth is strong and unwavering,
but given time it will shift.
And what it lacks in brains
it makes up for in brawn.