The Element ~ AIR
by Fleur Chetwynd
I call upon Air
to dance us a tune,
a wishing of wisdom
our love can pass through.
With a sigh and arrr haa
a long breath is drawn,
penetrating pure substance
between dusk and the dawn,
"The first quality i bring",
in a whirlwind she sings,
"Is uniqueness of Truth
that your soul is fashion,
through the wings of air
you must give it expression.
As purely as the sky is so blue
breathe your life force, in truth, in truth.
Guard your freedom, your sacred kingdom,
or skies become clouded and clarity shrowded.
By sharing your songs
you breathe your self care,
whilst healing your soul
you honour sweet air.
Defining your space
with elegance and grace."
"I AM", in wispering winds she brings,
"Initiation of birth in first breath", she sings.
"A sacred vow between matter and spirit,
a bridge to life force
and your power lies in it.
I am youth,
I am spring,
I am hope of new beginning.
So play with me as a leaf of a tree.
Shuffle and dance and flow in a trance.
And, if ever your voice becomes lost
your winter too long,
then look to the heavens where I do belong.
In unchanging mobility and penetrating ability,
I will slice through your fears and reclaim your tears.
As Equinox winds sweep Earth clear,
I will lighten your load and call love near."
In a final gust she turns in the sky,
in an outward breath to all she cries,
"Only can we live by letting Air go,
I am borrowed,
and love must this know.
Not mine, not me,
but totally free.
In this truth your love will be
Inspiring us all to see
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The place where the dream can become known to itself, can be heard and deeply honored and lived.
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