Amongst the elements, I surrender on eternity's behalf | |
The soil on which I walk, the air in which I talk | |
The drop I swallowed, the fire I followed | |
- is the circling direction of time, the vague line of existence | |
The earth defines my synergy, the mountains refines me energy | |
The fire clouds my distant view, the flame erupts my fiery due | |
To Mother Earth | |
The ocean mirrors my purpose, the rain affirms my goals | |
The air shrouds my presence, the wind reveals my existence | |
(Oystein G. Brun, January 2005) |