The Forces
The four unite as one
In a vibrant clash of blue, brown, white, and red
Canceling out and then surging forward
None greater than the other
Yet others are more powerful
The forces of nature
The wind an invisible tangle of force
The water a powerhouse of waves and might
The fire an avenging hungry beast
And the earth, the ever bending ever shifting
The great clash of the four titans
A spectacular feat
Of crimson, azure, ashen and russet
Ashen
We hear it and yet never see it
It swirls around us
Bending the trees and raging storms as it wills
It has a sound on cold eerie nights
It has a song by the sea
That it is the wind, this you will know
But you're blind to its force
Azure
Our greater half
Beyond the eye can see
A slash in the storm
A wave of disappearance
The aid and healer of growth
Washing the blood and poison from the land
It counsels and nurtures
Crimson
Most destructive
A hungry fiend that ravages
Looked at as a demon but,
Can be renewal of life and immunity
Russet
It holds great beauty and light
But it also has great shadows and predators in the night
It takes many shapes
In small particles or solid and rocky
The light shines among all
But there is a sinister shadow that looms over the beings that walk among it
Although all may be dark, there are few the abyss does not touch
Those few walk among the glory of the light
Because they know what's right and are not afraid of the dark
They try to ignore it and rise above it, but through so much does darkness how can a slim ray of light pass?
In the end the darkness destroys itself
And only the few gleaming rays of illumination will endure