I am stone,
Sound in my foundation.
Immovable.
Eternal.
My skin is weathered smooth in places.
In others I am rough and broken.
All the world rests on my shoulders. And I shall not fall under its weight.
I am flame.
Heat and light.
I am beautiful and entrancing.
I am dangerous. Deadly.
I will not last forever,
But while I live, all will kneel before me.
I give life.
I take away.
I am wind. I am sky.
I am a part of everything I touch, and everything I touch is part of me.
I am ever moving, unending and unstoppable.
My voice is a song and my body is a beautiful painting.
When I dance, the whole world dances with me.
I am the sea.
Clear and deep.
Vast.
My depths hide endless wonders.
Things that may never be seen.
Things that must stay hidden.
Although,
My tide does bring trinkets to the shore.
I am darkness.
I hide my secrets well.
When the night comes, I grow larger.
When the day comes, I grow only deeper.
None know what lies within me.
And those who claim to are liars.
I am proud of them.
I am lightning!
Bright Loud and Powerful!
My sound inspires fear and awe!
When I speak, the world listens closely.
I am sudden.
I am fast.
I always strike first.
I am ice.
Solitude is my companion.
I am objective and cold,
I am judge and executioner.
I hold those dear close
And those I despise ever closer
I am day light.
Blinding and radiant!
I am the rays of the sun,
The beams of the moon,
The glow of a candle.
My presence brings truth and clarity.
All those who see rely on me
Those who mistrust are blind.
I am life.
I grow and surge, spreading over the land and claiming what is mine.
All are connected by me.
All are bound to me.
I do let some things slip from my grasp,
But all eventually comes back into my embrace.
I am death.
I grow and surge, spreading over the land and claiming what is mine.
All are destined to me.
All are bound to me.
I do let some things slip from my grasp,
But all eventually come back into my embrace.
I am magic.
Unpredictable. Unstable.
I am power itself.
I am the fabric of the universe.
The balance of the world lies in my hands, ready to be pushed to the edge.
When I move, the world moves.
When I stop, the world stops.