Air

Wind of the East calming,
Wind of the North motherly,
Wind of the West searing,
Wind of the South clearing,
Come to my summon all,
And bring into me, Safety,
As well as to all.

Pain and suffering ease,
By hand so gentle and kind,
Dieing slowly before us,
Gaia, Mother of All.

Shimmer dancing fantasmal,
Beauty grace anger,
Enlightenment to all,
Fire, hope of all.

Calm entangling,
Twisted forebearing,
Sweet and gentle,
A spirit with many faces.

The fires burning, through my eyes,
Lightning strikes, burning highs,
A surge, a rush, a smokey tier,
The flickering flame what I hold dear.
Find me no, not yet 'neath this moon,
A scorning breath you hear yet soon,
The pyre of night finds me high,
For fire, my truth,
Through my eyes.

Swirling darkness,
Brightened mirror,
Calm and serene,
Awakening dream,
Water gentle and water right,
Spirit passing, Send thy might!