I am the fire,
Untouched, unbridled, unabridged,
Smoking away in whispers.
I am the wind,
Coursing through the sharpness,
Making way across the tornadoes,
I am the water,
Going against the tide,
Rippling away to sparkling glory,
I am the Earth,
Dirty, deep secrets running through my being,
The brown mud slathered on the forehead.
I am no flower, no silk, no jewel,
I am all rusty, twinkling in measure,
A shout in dark, a shrieking treasure.
I am, the Element,
I am, a Woman.
- Kadambari Srivastava
