Elemental

My optimism rockets into the clouds

Light-headed, yet a majestic view

On Earth, life resembles a conga line

Memories turn like a corkscrew

Does mortality become clearer by longevity

Or perpetual rolling tides rocking us to sleep

True, expensive, aged wine is more poignant

But misguided risks are ever dark and deep

The sea’s cool waves fill in my sandy tracks

Frothy and smooth surf, welcoming naked feet

Many beaches have burned my soft soles

Momentarily, I consider retreat

Feelings are proportionate to the heat

A boiling cauldron of desire

More illuminating than distant stars

Igniting senses to a roaring fire

Fire, sky, water, earth elements

Like fingers on the hand of life

The reach of creation’s compass

Carving my path with a knife


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