Earth
He is son of the earth, the base
Walking the miles of countryside
Nurturing his mother's fruit with
Careful loving hands
Solid, honest, wise, he looks through
Clear blue eyes at each new sunrise
Savoring the energy that makes
His world possible
Bringing abundant life to virgin dirt
Treasuring the fruit of his labor
And giving thanks
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Air
The air carries his essence
Quick, volatile, dry.
Expansive, active
It is uncluttered with the fetters of greed
Voiced in the realm of thought
Changing, moving, swifter than impetus
He travels effortlessly
Four winds free, discovering,
Blowing away lies and deceptions
Knowing within what he must
Clear with the light of knowledge
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Water
Cool shadowy depths, dappled
by sun
Fluid currents of emotion
Always moving, he delves the depths,
Skims the waves, sleek and silent
Never resting, a creature of motion
Sometimes clear as perfect glass
Often misty as grey fog
He is a mirror to see the soul,
An azure deam of pleasure
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Fire
He is the fury of the
flame
Consuming, insatiable fire
Bold and demanding, he wields his power
Irresistable magnet of desire
Heat, passion, danger for only the brave
Singeing the edges, purifying clean
Dynamic renewal of the life's force
Sweeping, blazing magic
Of change and courage
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