You were here
before angels poured their sweetness
into Earth’s immaculate grids and fortresses.
You watched numerous galactic wars
bypass the energetic field
and humanity draw its breathless portraits.
We were confused in the beginning
thinking you were forces of nature
only to remember that
you are ancient, sovereign, and wise beings.
Dear Fire,
Your constant flame
never extinguishes
despite your glorious presence
at every sacred gathering
humanity has ever partaken in.
Dear Water,
You carry the memory
of every emotion
we have ever felt in your field.
We’re deeply sorry
for disregarding your grief
when our poison hits thy frequency.
Dear Earth,
You hold the structural integrity
of our planet’s physical reality,
a consciousness slow and deep
protecting ancient wisdom
in your colorful branches.
Dear Air,
You move at the speed of wind
carrying information from the surface of this world
to other dimensional playing fields.
You’re free-flowing
never hesitating at the edge of the abyss.
Dear Spirit,
Your ingenious ability
to infuse life into geometrical figurines
and give form a meaning
helps supercharge our senses
to perceive separation
as a sequential part of unity.
Dear Elementals,
In the absence of acknowledgment
you always showcase your true intelligence.
We might suffer from amnesia
and forget why we came
But once we remember,
we join forces and recognize
you are some of our most powerful healing allies
in the galaxy.
💎💎💎 Krisz Rokk 💎💎💎
Original poetry without using AI.
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