Nature carves a living thing
out of earth, air, fire, metal and water
giving it a spirit to survive on
earth, sun, moon go on as a living entity
this too is replicated in our bodies
a macrocosm of the living being
carved out of the elements
when the bigger being dies
the others follow suit
a wheel running on and on
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