elements
the paintings hung on the cave walls, a hidden gallery, unseen, deep in mountains so misty I can't see what surrounds me. I stumble along on my journey, maybe waiting for something to happen instead of creating the life I want. where do I find the energy, motion, urgency to do something other than watch the days roll by, the sky turn from cerulean to indigo to black and back. Feel your consciousness expand, all colors, flickering beyond all boundaries. Powers of Air, Fire, Water, and Earth, I need you; what do you need from me?
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