My Element

Ive seen mountains move a thousand miles.

I know drive don’t get you far as flight.

I know filthy water drown the same.

Fire burns to show us brave.

Inertia changes shape as its shaved away.

Pavement breaks given wind and rain.

Rivers carry more than banks.

Rage makes us pay for shade.

Brick and mortar, we ask more.

Never have more than a gasp for last resort.

Present or past we splash in it.

Everything’s ash if we practice it.

So carve my name in stone.

Say I spoke in soulful poems.

When my blood goes cold.

Recall the things that made it boil.