I Am The Wind Says The Wind Poem by Peter S. Quinn

'I am the wind' says the wind,
I will improvise pictures in the sand;
What I've explored or chagrined,
You shall come to understand.

'I am the rain' says the rain,
I will sooth your mortal flesh;
With a drink from my reign,
There are no other holier fresh.

'I am the fire' says the fire,
I will open up darkness to you;
Give you longings and more desire,
In each thing you make and do.

'I am a child' says man's child,
Each word I make shall stand;
I'll make my rules out of the wild,
In each my way I command.

'I am the earth' says the earth,
You are nothing without me;
I gave you and your forefathers birth,
I set each thought and thing free.