Air Element Poem by Mussia M Bronstein

Have you ever wonder which element you are?
Fire, Water, Earth, Air?
Feeling the chilly breeze,
Through our unknown wings.
A cold air rushing in my
Veins, pushing through my
Visible wings, as my body
Is wishing to fly like the beautiful birds, who doesn't have to think to fly.

Watching the peaceful birds fly,
Like nothing is stoping them,
Going under the puffed clouds,
And communicating by chirping loud,
Flapping their wings, peacefully and effortless.

Now think to yourself, would you want to be an air element?

The sky is no limit
With clear, light blue
Painted on thin air,
That can transform into
Dark to light. Also,
Packed with birds in all kinds.
Also, with planes, kites, flies, and jet planes, and more.

Air element is mine, now, what's yours?