I gave the fire my hope
fed it and raised it high
and it illuminated the night
and burned until morning’s breeze
stirred the lasting embers
At water’s edge, I contemplate
watch the waves come in, withdraw
They speak to me in the Moon’s voice
which echoes my inner and outer vision
bringing me peace until dawn’s rising
calls me back inside
The Air gives witness to my rage
it bears it up and outward
away from my being
Becalmed until new day’s pressure
starts building up within
and so The Earth receives my love
mother at the root of all
she nourishes me as I suckle
safe until the daylight’s heat
starts rousing me again….
2 thoughts on “Elemental Gifts by G A Rosenberg”
I feel so honoured to have been there while this beautiful poem found its way out into the world. ya just never know where a chat is going to take ya. I especially love the last verse about our Mama Earth. Amazing…so glad you shared it.
Thank you Pat.
So glad you like it. Thanks for being my muse….