Flowing Elements - Air

by DominoEtLeDragon

Collection of poems and stories for each characters in no particular chronological order. Air: Aang's POV of how he adjusts to the world he once knew 100 years ago. (Expect some Zutara)

Heat

Through the haze of the summer heat
radiating off the glowing sand,

Blows a wave of sea mist –

Salty and sweet –

Caressing softly,
like a gentle hand.

The Monk sits,

And waits patiently

For the next wave to hit

As it did before.

But nothing happens,

Just the heat,

Radiating,

Off the shore.