Vessel Vitality,
Inspired from the body of a woman,
It became our constant companion for eons,
Egocentrically becoming obvious to our reality,
Escaping question or inquiry.
A Bottle of Water holds not only water,
But the idea of storage itself.
Our Will only flowed to what we Witnessed,
So we Witnessed the elements that contained our Will:
The Earth had no end and was the basis of our feet,
The Wind heard everything and was beyond escape,
Fire had its own mind needing caution and technique,
And Water went only where there was a way.
So we patiently waited and faithfully watched,
With a collective Will paving that way,
Until it flowed into our minds, filling our imagery,
Understanding its hold over us through memory,
After generations of sacrifice to elemental workings,
We finally bottled that Water with women and idea,
Released Fire’s fatality with our mind of technique,
Across the ends of the Earth covered by our own two feet.
And only the Wind was allowed to escape.