Poetry

[Cyan]

Spirits of air
Spirits of ground
Spirits of fire
Spirits of water
I call on all of you to come and testify
I am free, I stand here free of all
Key in hand, love in heart, path behind, path ahead
Witness a new man born of the fire of old
The long, the tall
The stout, the short
Come one come all
Testify a man being born
I touch you ground awaken and see
I touch you air and bear witness to me
I touch you fire alight what you see
I touch you water set in motion me
I see you all
I ask you all
See me here
Sitting

Closing poem from my book.

I considered concluding it like this but even my super inflated god complex couldnt take this ending in addition to the previous one:

....Sitting near

The kingdom come is near
It is always here
Inside you I hear
So I’ve come here

I evoke you spirits of fire
Spread what you hear far and near

I evoke you spirits of wind
Carry my words for all to hear

I evoke you spirits of ground
Support all the people filled with fear

I evoke you spirits of water
Sustain those who have nothing to wear
-Go In Peace-