The Pillar Mechanics
How we may perceive the elements.
Rocks in many shapes.
Geology, study of time
Our past embedded
Water in physics
We see rain, think of oceans.
Light springtime showers
Feathers full of air
Birds soar, free and unbound, alive
Wind, their companion
Forest ablaze bright
It crackles. Smoke fills the air
Nature's tragic plight
About the Creator
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