The Elements of Her: Water
She flew through life, flowing fast and furious.
She was abundance personified—her body, her mannerisms, her life.
Life seemed effortless to those observing her stream.
But we know how water journeys, appearing still at the surface but fighting a storm underneath.
She carved her own paths through rock and hard places, violently clearing the way while appearing as if the sun’s sparkle alone illuminated her storm-soaked body.
Some used her in ways small and large to water their own seeds. Others understood her power and respected her beauty knowing she was dangerous too.
Some tried to fight her current, bobbing wildly while trying to save themselves when they knew better than to challenge such a force.
Others understood the weight of water knowing their own composition would determine whether they would sink or swim.
She chooses who she nourishes. She’s not a watery mess. She is power in motion.
They still call her effortless. And she lets them, knowing she commands an entire ecosystem beneath her surface.
Author’s Note: This piece belongs to a four-part series, The Elements of Her.
