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Four Elements
Water, running in streams and torrents,
vertiginous, as if blessing all you touch,
Giving life and making the fields green,
Restoring hope where thirst abounded.
Earth, sacred though despised by many,
Sometimes you are paradise, sometimes you are desert,
Pacha Mama and Gaia our ancestors called you,
Undoubtedly, Mother of all times.
Air, a breath, oxygen of nature,
The wind spreads freshness in the dawn,
Breeze that gives to the wayfarer its nobleness,
The perfume of flowers, soft fragrance longed for.
Fire, who purifies everything in your path
You renew the earth for a new beginning
You burn with authority in a raging stream,
You command respect and manifest your might.
Four immovable elements,
None is superior to another, all are welcome,
So necessary and sometimes so fierce,
Forces that ignite, impregnate, blow and harvest life.
Written by Rosana Escobar (@Rosana6)
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