“Move swift as the Wind and closely-formed as the Wood. Attack like the Fire and be still as the Mountain.” – Sun Tzu, The Art of War
Coerced from my sleep
Way, way down deep
Titans of earthen pallor incessantly push another element
Barely appearing in my journey
I can’t be seen clearly
Wild winds whip and angrily push another element
Orange temper far below
Angry kicks not softening the blow
Molten flames melt resistance pushing on another element.
Tired of being treated so
I rise up and with thunderous roar
White water crashing the pushing epitaph of another element
