Human Nature

My skin is the earth,
Hardened from abuse.

My lips are the wind,
Words breezing past all.

My mind is water,
Vast and transparent.

My eyes are lightning,
Ripping through your clouds.

My heart is the ice,
Frozen yet fragile.

My soul is the flame,
Reckless, consuming.

Body of nature,
I'm separate but whole.

by Christopher Wingate

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beautiful :) youre very self aware
i like this it speaks to me a lot good job for an un rymed poem God made us extremely complex just like each element of this world keep writing :)