Four Elements Poem by Doris Cornago

Does fire ask what it is for

Until wood comes along and got singed

Neither does water when it sees smoke

From wood getting too close to fire...


A person comes and we got singed

Everything external to us is linked

Within us - earth, wind, water and fire

Precious elements which make up life...


Useless and useful, dangerous and

Functional - are you not for me?

Yes, the world is big - but you placed it

Within my palm - should I ask for more?

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October 18,2013 - Bali Oasis