Facing Each

Fire Earth Water Air

In facing each direction

The brush speaks freely

On the page like the wind

Of a pencil’s intentions

The colors sound out

The vowels like the fire

Of a pen’s singsong

The shapes take form

In the space like the earth

Of a marker’s symbology

The movement of my eyes

Across the paper like holy water

Of a artist’s dance

In facing each direction

Fire Earth Water Air

I sense the integrative parts

of me, an Earthbody

The wholeness of creativity