I am hellfire and holy water.
The wind and sea are my friends
but the earth is made of me.

I am both the cracked soil on the ground
and the trees growing so high
they look as if they touch the sky.

But I am also the cool summer nights
with the slight breeze that brushes your hair
as the scent carries in the wind.

I am the dark and the light,
the hot and the cold.
I am the old man and the newborn girl.

I am everything.

I am me.

I am.

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