Photo by Ismael Sánchez

Soul Elements

A Haiku Poem


When soft breath whispers
or forceful gale blows, I brace
strengthening my roots

With time I evolve,
lush lithe soul to firm bedrock,
I stand grounded, sage

Soothing tender kiss
to monstrous wave, I ripple
Underrate me not

I, cogent, rise up
Soul ignited, blazing bright
I incinerate