Look up into the Sun, look down to your Earth.
These are the instruments of Toil and Joy;
Inspiration to weigh our deeds and worth.
Through the elements, we sneak a peek,
Into the Reality of Creation and Destruction.
Two inseparable faces of the same coin,
Dual forces moulding but Our function.
I stand atop the soil that is me,
I feel the Sun and the Rain.
The elements remind me of my barren state,
They teach through heartbreak and pain.
Alas, to Him do I still rely and return,
This clay can never harden without the Sun,
This clay can never soften without the Rain,
But a base, the castle is made by One, for One.
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