Earth, the envy of other planets

Custodian of life, others can’t manage

The body’s a pocket-sized reflection

There is such a diverse collection

Water, it is liquid gold

Remaining fresh, even when old

It was purified long before us humans

Which plastic threatens to ruin

Fire, it is the sun’s life breath

Darkness runs to its death

It cannot light the fire of wisdom

If the mind is detached from optimism

Air, it has no home or name

Meeting all, even those with fame

It is a witness to all our emotions

Welling up from the inner oceans