Me

I am the water that dances from the sky,
    Washing away the world for the new.

I am the soil that stands below bare feet,
    That refreshes the idea of where we come from.

I am the fire that fuels the soul,
    At times only embers, others a blaze.

I am the air that breathes life,
    With wind that supports the individual.

I am the sword that defends,
    For words can cut and heal.

I am the spirit that wanders,
    Within a physical body.

I am the vessel that beats blood red,
    But breaks like ice.