Of the elements, I am the sage.
I have lived through an ancient age.
With its changes not in brevity.
From docile to impertinent the poeple have ranged.
Of the elements, I am the sage.
Ethereal are the elements to which I have engaged.
Obdurate are those unknowing, trapped within a cage.
Vindicative of their impertinences.
Pious and docile and yet in a rage.
Of the elements, I am the sage.
The mortals find me to be droll in my ancient age.
Brash are they, like the younger mage.
Destitute of their vindictively dark hearts.
Impassive I remain to their malevolent rage.
Of the elements, I am the sage.