Earth carries me when I fall

Water heals me every time

Fire shows me who I am

Air carries my next meaning

But between breath, embers, and stone

There must be something greater

The fifth element is not possession

It is the space between heart and lightning

Not loud, not heavy, not solid, not fast

It is the reason why everything falls

And rises again, recognizing itself anew

The fifth element is called: consciousness

It dwells in the silence after the sound

In the now, not too short and not too long

When nothing fights anymore, nothing separates anymore

I know what home is called

No beginning and no end here

Only an “I am” deep inside me

The fifth element carries no weight

But without it, there would be no fire

It keeps the world in balance

Gives chaos a second chance

Not outside, not distant, not foreign, not blind

It is what we really are

Some call it spirit

Some call it light

But names don't change the essence

It doesn't ask for blame

It doesn't force you

It just waits for you to see it

The fifth element is not a goal

It is the path beneath every feeling

When earth, water, air, and fire

Remember what they do

Then separation becomes being again

And I can just be me

No more struggle.

No more musts.

Only space.