One is the moon, alone, untamed,
Changeable, fluid, strong.
Two is the dance of day and night,
Moving to life’s dark song.
Three is the water, wind and air,
Rolling around the rock.
Four is the bulk of the compass,
Making the world’s great clock.
All are the Earth and the space around,
The land and the lives within.
Where each real story flows to an end
To allow even more to begin.