Oceans are like words, and my words flow like the sea,
And both are like a circle circumscribing you and me.
Wind is like my thoughts, and my thoughts go with the breeze,
And both are great contenders bringing Tyson to his knees.
Fire is my body, and my body flickers free,
And both are clearing pathways so it’s easier to breathe.
Earth is like my soul, and my soul is firm as she,
And both are star-crossed objects in the path of destiny.
Sunlight is my faith, and my faith shines constantly,
And both are intertwined inside of God’s great fantasy.
Existence is myself, and my Self you cannot see,
And both happily flourish because the other came to be.