People of the Sun
welcome the strengthening rays
with outstretched arms, reaching,
bringing in welcome warmth.
New days, new adventures await.
Embracing oneness with the
center of the known universe.
People of the Moon
greet the enveloping night
with folded hands
supplicating needs to the bringer
of creation, initiator of all thought,
pledging undying solidarity
to regulated change.
People of the Stars
dream of what may be,
searching for fantastic future hopes
amid a cacophony of movable dots
whose pinpoint lights pierce the
penetrable darkness, bringing hope,
chances of possibilities.
People of the Earth
stand rock solid
firmly planted in the rich soil
of security, whispering goodness,
wealth, and prosperity in grateful
thanksgiving to the One who
made it all appear.
People of the Water
rock soothingly to and fro
with the tides of change:
flexible, contemplative, measured
waves that crash unheeded against
the known, shaking the very
foundations of belief.
People of the Air
flutter about, touching, grazing,
wisps of joy floating through
life, barely discernible, yet solid
enough, felt, yet not.
Changeable, moody, inconsistent
bringers of soothing relief.
People of the Fire
charge engines, roaring life
into being, siphoning air and fuel
to their own needs, greedy, selfish
consumers taking but seldom giving,
burning those who stand too near
warming hearts and minds.
People of the Spirit
find friends everywhere
prosper in graciousness, spreading
God’s love and goodwill throughout
humankind, lovers of life,
In heaven and on earth
there is room for all
blended salads of goodness.
Riches solidified into countries, cities.
Creators, destroyers, givers, takers
standing under God’s gifts
thankful for life.