The Power of Another

Wind, one of the four great powers of life
In its warmth it can be the hug we need, the kiss we yearn
In its chill, a reminder that we be but human, not a God
‘Tis from the wind we know ourselves, ‘tis life it gives.

Fire be the force of our lives but touch it not
Warmth be its gift, the heat to kindle our hearts
It be a reminder that love is not to be smothered
For love needs it freedom if it be known as given.

Water we have to quench our thirst, to make us clean
It be there to hold us up though we may feel we be drowning
In the beauty of its turbulence, we know that peace will follow
From this, we know our strengths, we know our weakness.

Earth be the last but yet it be not the least
From within its soul comes the fruit of its labor
That we may know the cycle of life, short it may be
A reminder to know it well, to know it be deep.

The wind might cease, the fire may go out,
The earth may suckle the water dry but this I know
They be gone not long, they be there just the same
For life is ever here, they each have a need.

For as the grain of earth we be, a drop of water
A spark from the flame, the slightest of breeze
‘Tis in our insignificance that we be important
For we be one, we be alone, and alone we be of need.

‘Tis of need we seek for another, of need, we follow the wind
‘Tis of another we seek to be enflamed, to know the fire
For only another may quench the thirst of the unsatiable need
Only with another can the fruit of our labor come forth.

This be the end of my story, the end of my tale
Twas the story of one as each may be
Twas the story of all as each must seek
For it be the union of two that we know we be but one.