Earth Air Water Fire

The world presses in on you.
Red tape, emails, bills, politics.

The sun hits your skin and warms your cold blood.
The air brushes across your face and dries the tears of frustration.
Water sprinkles on you and cools the heat of anger.
Earth, plants, dirt, soil, loam.
All help remind you of the simplicity of a bud of a flower,
The sweet fruit on the vine,
Mud pies from your childhood.

Peace again.