In air,
All in the air.
The earth, the water,
The love, the life,
The body, the fire,
All in the air.
What to tell
About the sky?
It is all on the earth.
Here and there,
All fair, all stars.
The temple, the mosque,
The church, the gold,
The gods, the name,
The fame and all,
All in the fire
And we stare.
And for all,
We play in shadows,
And for all,
We walk, we dance,
We care, not
The nightfall.
We know our world
Is something beyond
Our knowledge,
We know we are there
With our pencil and pen.
In words
We are to keep them all
In safety.
All words are
The play-game of
The air.
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