Verse Two
Earth is from which we are borne
Water is from which we are nourished
Wind is by which we are accelerated
But Fire
Fire is from which I give unto you
A simple spark
given life by fate
Blown quickly into flame
until all that surrounds me
is utterly consumed
I revel in it
I cherish every moment of it
I siphon all of my strength from it
A sublime inferno
it's passion engulfing my world entire
good one
Ron