The Air Land

Bat in the sky My wandering eye Doing tricks in the Air Well fortune your fare

Dope dreams Enchanters of action into melody

A Modest With A Dark Extreme

A modest with a dark extreme Lying in the clouds ~ whose dreams Barefoot below ~ within who glows High call ~ Their rise Wide pitch ~ Black eyes Wolf spiders and bees ~ hawks in trees Does anybody really know Who is She?

Well Aura Is Magentic

The heart of the Earth The Nature of the aura Magnetic in the body to explore Her

The Wind

I couldn’t tell if those were butterflies or leaves twirling in the wind