Breath deeply the fog of soul, its shroud makes time unwhole.
Destruction, Maiden of Earth, fire filling her girth.
Water, the spirit of life, surrounding, caressing the night.
Aether the core of all, vibration's singing its song.
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I would like to translate this poem
Hey Ryan, What happened to your other poems? This is really good. i love it