Earth
pine needles crisscross
wet and pungent from the rain
softened on the path
Water
fallen leaves on pond
koi sway beneath dark shadows
a dragonfly swoops
Air
prayer flags flapping
above the garden old gate
a wish blown away
Fire
crackling red fir pine
burns loud, spitting, sparking
bright orange and blue flames
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Theresa Shaffer
A longtime writer interested in local and U.S. History.
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