The wild winds, strong or weak,

like a weightlifter or a child.

This causes tornadoes and sandstorms,

yes, life is not calm but wild.

 

Fires set flames that sizzle with foolery,

a blanket of blaze rises higher.

The bonfire jumps from here to there,

and sings like a wonderful choir.

 

The water is a reflecting mirror,

as the sun reflects the stream.

It ripples by the wind,

it sparkles and it gleams.

 

A leaf dances in the wind,

while mountains whistle and sing.

Luscious, green grass shimmers like glass

and the sky is glistening.

 

The elements are powerful, yes they really are,

like a huge moon dancing with all the pretty stars.