I am of the Autumn
I am of the Air
I am of Mother Earth
In which all things doth share

I am of the Springtime
I am  of the Breeze
I am but the Teardrops
And the mucus you sneeze

Some things take others
Some things leave alone
Some things only follow
The path where they were grown

Some things take names
And others take Form
I am of the Mortals
And on Gaia I was born

And I opened my eyes
And my brain took in
and soon I was guided
Into life by fellow kin

But disposed and unheard of
Never known of, out There
Soon I gather voice
And say I am of the Air

I am of the Water
I am of the Earth
It's taken flames of passion
to confirm my one Birth

I am of the Wordsmiths
I am but a Wraith
Each element I take in me
Rebuilds my soul's faith

I gaze on Life Stories
I see them abound
From gumdrops to Vampyres
I seek minds profound

I am of the Fools
I am of the Wise
I am where my Soul takes me
No matter life's guise


I found my Life's Rhyme, here
I found minds abound
I found Appreciators
Whom like what I've found

But Hold dear my memory
As Death approaches Here
I disperse into the ground
I am of the Air.