The Elements of Her: Air
She whooshed into the world, full of movement. You would never see her, but her presence was felt.
She created tailwinds as she traveled through life. Some lifted by her current, others bracing against it.
Weightless, yet powerful. She cannot be contained, but can move the world with a single breath.
Some harnessed her wind to power their own ambitions. Others yielded to her, swaying through her warm currents.
She leaves you breathless when she lingers, but gasping for air when she’s gone. She decides who inhales her—the unworthy choke on what they cannot hold.
Her supply is endless. Without her, you would not survive.
They still call her untouchable. She smiles, knowing she was born for the open skies.
Author’s Note: This piece belongs to a four-part series, The Elements of Her.
