El_La_Mental

A swift breeze swept across the atmosphere,
whirling about exploring all the untread territories it never knew,
roaming the land, it found isolation, and solitude.
It seemed foreign to it, but what could it expect,
always crashing in, and drifting out.
Exiting as fast as it made its entry.
Until it ran it's slender tips across a dancing flame.
The 2 twirled together in absolute bliss.
The breeze gave freedom to the fire,
and the flame gave desire and passion to the wonderlost wind.
They glided together free, and complete.
Burning bridges, and bringing intensity to all, usually calm, situations,
Either love them or hate them,
they didn't care either way your opinion leaned,
it had no impact.
Until  they came like an inferno into the winds origin of momentum,
where they found the earth,
the air was fond of the earth,
for without it's atmosphere,
the air would not be the breeze it is,
He knew if the phoenix that is, his love and itself were to get to close,
the earth would suffer, and become wounded.
So little bit by little bit the wind would whirl closer, and closer,
to explain the intensity to the vastly rich soil,
There will always be a soft spot for the earth in the air's whisks.
The flame tried again and again to show the air,
it did not want to get vined down to the ground,
it wanted that swirl of emotion to glide forever,
Stuck between 2 the air knew it's decision,
it would be that swirl of complete happiness it found,
in a vast world of nothingness,
it found that flame and would never let go.
Knowing this, it had to reassure the earth that it knew why,
and one day it wished the earth would do the same,
whether it be with clashing waves against his shore,
an ember spark to form a glorious volcano,
another landscape to create islands like boats together,
or another swirl that would brush across its roots.
The air hoped the earth would find something comparable,
so it would share in the same situation.
for anything that is difficult,
you must ask, "Is it worth it."
After minor situations of showing the flame  the air wasn't 100% dedicated,
the flame began to rage with double standard situations,
for its decision was made long ago,
and once a decision is made for the fire,
what happen, will happen, there is no going back.
The air always knew it would stay dancing with the flame,
but in this situation he wanted a balance to be set,
This being the air's first real decision he didn't already contemplate before.
It knew the earth would always be there of it,
but it knew it had to chase it's happiness,
then from chasing, to running with.
Sometimes you may not ever want to choose.
But by not choosing, a choice is made.
Now is the time to pick up gust,
and show the fire, the air is everything it hoped it would be,
Give back that 100%, that the fire has never stopped giving,
If the flame begins to go out for years of giving out,
and not receiving any oxygen,
it only makes sense the fire would lose some of its light,
That is deserved to the air, and instead of wallowing in twirling circles,
do the same as the fire did for the air,
and pick her back up, and it the beauty,
the inner passion, that captivating glow,
that the fire does possess.  
This promise the air has made,
today.