Elemental

I can just sit and observe this scene. Nothing dramatic, just a moment in time amd elements, earth, sky, growth, peace.

What makes us who we are? Now there’s a question and a poem…

What, who where, how why…

the list is without end and challenging.

Endless streams of thought

without end or beginning.

In the opening,

was the Word.

Simple….

but, ‘ The Word became flesh and

dwelt among us.

Uncreated but tangible.

Knowing us, part of us,

elemental and real.

Understanding being human.

Divine and elemental, visceral

and real.

For us, with us, holding us.

Elemental.